CALL TO ME

Written by chris molitor

Driving down the road. 2am.

The passing lights, my only friends.

Nowhere to go. No place to be.

I’m thinking of you. Are you thinking of me?

 

This bottle can’t wash away.

The words I said, the look on your face.

Can we go back to what we were?
Can we get past all the hurt?

 

Wait a little while. Just a little longer.

I’ll come back to you.

Baby don’t be scared. You won’t have to worry.

I promise it’s true. I’ll come back to you.

 

Because I can find my way home

If you will call to me.

I can be your shelter

And give you what you need.

 

We know there’s work to do.

Getting us back to me and you.

Oh, I know you’re tired. I am too.

But just up ahead we’ll find the truth.

 

Wait a little while. Just a little longer.

I’ll come back to you.

Baby don’t be scared. You won’t have to worry.

I promise it’s true. I’m coming back to you.

 

Because I can find my way home

If you will call to me.

I will be your shelter

And give you what you need.