I'd Come to Your Call
Baby, don't leave me
So dark and heavy on the vine
You say you don't need me
Did lips ever really need the wine?
Loneliness is a good guest
When we're young
I'm kept between the bridle
And being built to run, and still
I'd come to your call
I'd come to your call
The gates are heavy, the faucet's loose
I live in my own temple to the muse
Where I keep all my treasures, a few books I've read
I sleep on the floor 'til you pat on the bed
I'd come to your call
I'd come to your call
So dark and heavy on the vine
You say you don't need me
Did lips ever really need the wine?
Loneliness is a good guest
When we're young
I'm kept between the bridle
And being built to run, and still
I'd come to your call
I'd come to your call
The gates are heavy, the faucet's loose
I live in my own temple to the muse
Where I keep all my treasures, a few books I've read
I sleep on the floor 'til you pat on the bed
I'd come to your call
I'd come to your call
Credits
Writer(s): Jess Williamson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.