I Call You

I drink when I'm all alone and beside myself
For fear of what I might not learn tomorrow
It's not the best way to find my calling
It's more honest than living with enlightenment I had borrowed

I can't help to call you late at night...

Even good love stories have an ending
And there are bad habits that we sometimes miss
I know it was a drunken lapse of reason
When she asked me what it'd feel like to kiss

I can't help to call you late at night...

A friend of mine had her baby sometime this morning
And I'm gonna go see them real soon
She's so excited to be a mother
His room has paintings, they're soft blue...

I can't help to call you late at night...



Credits
Writer(s): Gary Marqus
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link