Calling

Calling Losing contrast in the colors of you and me-Too scared to tell the truth too jaded to come clean-And I always thought that you'd be standing there-Waiting patiently, a flower in your hair-Wherever you may be tonight, I wish you well-If you ever decide to come down from the moon-See where I reside, among the liars and the loons-Would you walk away and say you never cared-Leave me with a broken heart shattered everywhere-Where ever you may go in life, I hope it's fair-I hope it's fair-Doesn't matter what the weather, January through December-I'm calling for you-Doesn't matter if it's real, my heart was never yours to steal-But I'm calling, calling for you, I'm calling for you-All is gone where we were love laced, going back through pictures, memories I can't erase-When I see your face, wonder what I could have changed-And I always knew that you'd be there, my heart is shattered everywhere-But I'm calling, calling for you, calling for you, calling for you-Losing contrast in the colors of you and me.