July 22, 2009

THE CALL

It started out as a feelingWhich then grew into a hopeWhich then turned into a quiet thoughtWhich then turned into a quiet wordAnd then that word grew louder and louder'Til it was a battle cryI'll come backWhen you call meNo need to say goodbyeJust because everything's changingDoesn't mean it's never been this way beforeAll you can do is try to know who your friends areAs you head off to the warPick a star on the dark horizonAnd follow the lightYou'll come back when it's overNo need to say goodbyeYou'll come back when it's overNo need to say goodbyeNow we're back to the beginningIt's just a feeling and no one knows yetBut just because they can't feel it tooDoesn't mean that you have to forgetLet your memories grow stronger and stronger'Til they're before your eyesYou'll cone backWhen they call youNo need to say goodbyeYou'll come backWhen they call youNo need to say goodbye

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