Calling 2 U
I CALL YOUR NAME AND I DON'T GET AN ANSWER NOTHING BUT SILENCE.
I KEEP CALLING YOU HOPING THAT YOU WILL ANSWER BUT NO ONE IS THERE.
THE TEARS BEGIN TO FLOW FROM MY HEARTBROKEN FACE AND I AM BEGINNING TO FEEL ALL ALONE.
I CALL YOUR PHONE AND I GET NO ANSWER THE BOND THAT I THOUGHT WE HAD NEVER EXSISTED.
IT CAN NEVER BE BROKEN FOR THE FACT THAT IT NEVER EXSISTED.
I CALL YOUR NAME UNTIL I GET BLUE IN THE FACE WISHING FOR YOUR TENDER EMBRACE.
COULD THIS ALL BE IN VAIN COULD I BE SITTING HERE IN THE COLD AND RAIN.
DEVOTION IS MORE AND DEDICATION IS DEAD HOW CAN THIS BE WHEN WE WERE ALWAYS.
FREE LIKE A BIRD FLYING AROUND FLOATING THE CRISP SKY TRYING NOT TO CRY.
Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2012
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