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Calling You

Bob Telson

A desert road from Vegas to nowhere
Some place better than where you've been
A coffee machine that needs some fixing
In a little cafe just around the bend

I, I'm calling you
Can't you hear me?
I, I'm calling you

A hot dry wind blows right through me
The baby's crying and I can't sleep
But I can feel a change is coming
It's coming closer, sweet release

I, I'm calling you
I know you hear me
I, I'm calling you
Ooh

I, I'm calling you
Can't you hear me?
I, I'm calling you

Composição: Bob Telson