Your Call

I'll be a word, the first one, And that's how it started. A clock that goes backwards before we parted. I'll be the fine spirit in the eyes of That fool who chooses politeness instead of the Cool. I'll be a car racing madly with no Destination. A boy who's addicted to his new PlayStation. I can resurrect the princess or king of Morocco. John wrapping tenderly around his Yoko. A gas station you can rob and blow up. A safe to be opened or left in the Truck. Oh, the day that I was touching your Neck is the one that I'll never, Ever forget. This is the day to celebrate the End of the story. The day to reconquer my territory. Life without you is small. For you I will climb, always ready to fall. This is the day to celebrate the end of The story. The day to tell you I'm a Little bit sorry. Life without you is small. I am a phone waiting patiently for your, For your call. Call. Call. Hey, call. I'll be a flag that waves proudly above the Heads of the nation. Indian, African, Arab, or Asian. For you and those that you have loved the Most, I'll be the Father, the Son, And the Holy Ghost. I'll do my best once again to get your Attention. Whatever you want with my best Intentions. Smoke on the water, Fire in your hand. I'll be Columbus screaming, "I see land!" This is the day to celebrate the end of The story. The day to reconquer my territory. Life without you is small. For you I will climb, always ready to fall. This is the day to celebrate the end of The story. The day to tell you I'm a Little bit sorry. Life without you is small. I am a phone waiting patiently for your, For your call. Call. Oh, call. Call. Call. Call. Ha, ha, call. Call.