Come Calling (His Song) Lyrics

	作曲 : Timmins
	The stillness here like what he sometimes finds inside her
	Hits so hard it can steal your breath forever
	He sometimes wonders is the sum of their lives together
	Him on the floor and her lost to a mind in tatters
	These days he's drinking for the pleasure of falling
	And he's falling for the pleasure of pretending
	That she's sitting by the window waiting
	For him to come calling
	If I could fix me up a week of twilight hours
	We'd sit on the point and watch the sun continually flounder
	Bathed in gold we'd plug into some kind of power
	And connect with those days back before all of this went sour'
	Cause I'm drinking for the pleasure of falling
	And I'm falling for the pleasure of pretending
	That you're sitting by the window waiting
	For me to come calling
	Odd how the darkness always makes us whisper
	With the last of the sun you can feel the approach of the winter
	And now is the time of each day that
	I Desperately miss her
	I suppose
	I will learn how to live my life without her
	So you're drinking for the pleasure of falling
	And you're falling for the pleasure of pretending'
	Cause I'm sitting by the window waiting
	For you to come calling, come calling
	For you to come calling, come calling
	For you to come calling, come calling
	For you to come calling, come calling...

	zuo qu : Timmins
	The stillness here like what he sometimes finds inside her
	Hits so hard it can steal your breath forever
	He sometimes wonders is the sum of their lives together
	Him on the floor and her lost to a mind in tatters
	These days he' s drinking for the pleasure of falling
	And he' s falling for the pleasure of pretending
	That she' s sitting by the window waiting
	For him to come calling
	If I could fix me up a week of twilight hours
	We' d sit on the point and watch the sun continually flounder
	Bathed in gold we' d plug into some kind of power
	And connect with those days back before all of this went sour'
	Cause I' m drinking for the pleasure of falling
	And I' m falling for the pleasure of pretending
	That you' re sitting by the window waiting
	For me to come calling
	Odd how the darkness always makes us whisper
	With the last of the sun you can feel the approach of the winter
	And now is the time of each day that
	I Desperately miss her
	I suppose
	I will learn how to live my life without her
	So you' re drinking for the pleasure of falling
	And you' re falling for the pleasure of pretending'
	Cause I' m sitting by the window waiting
	For you to come calling, come calling
	For you to come calling, come calling
	For you to come calling, come calling
	For you to come calling, come calling...

	zuò qǔ : Timmins
	The stillness here like what he sometimes finds inside her
	Hits so hard it can steal your breath forever
	He sometimes wonders is the sum of their lives together
	Him on the floor and her lost to a mind in tatters
	These days he' s drinking for the pleasure of falling
	And he' s falling for the pleasure of pretending
	That she' s sitting by the window waiting
	For him to come calling
	If I could fix me up a week of twilight hours
	We' d sit on the point and watch the sun continually flounder
	Bathed in gold we' d plug into some kind of power
	And connect with those days back before all of this went sour'
	Cause I' m drinking for the pleasure of falling
	And I' m falling for the pleasure of pretending
	That you' re sitting by the window waiting
	For me to come calling
	Odd how the darkness always makes us whisper
	With the last of the sun you can feel the approach of the winter
	And now is the time of each day that
	I Desperately miss her
	I suppose
	I will learn how to live my life without her
	So you' re drinking for the pleasure of falling
	And you' re falling for the pleasure of pretending'
	Cause I' m sitting by the window waiting
	For you to come calling, come calling
	For you to come calling, come calling
	For you to come calling, come calling
	For you to come calling, come calling...

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