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Re: Need Lyrics



I just know I'm going to deeply regret this, but:

CALLING TO YOU

Beyond the river and over the sea
Somewhere past last farewell that ever will be
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you

Out in the blue now just waiting to feel
A little breath of selflessness adrift in all the greed
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you

Running for another's cover and you would leave me alone
All the world we knew was fire and still was the seed
Oh the seed,  Oh don't you hear it now
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you

Who you gonna call, when you gonna stop
Who stole the keys to the gates of the castle of love
Ooh yeah
It's for your daughter, it's for your honour
It's for your dog
Ooh yeah
Awww yes yes

It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you

Who you gonna call, what you gonna say
Standing in the shadows as our world's just fading away
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you

Who you gonna call, when you gonna stop
Who stole the keys to the gates of the castle of love
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you
It's calling to you, calling to you, calling to you

Who you gonna call, what you wanna say
Standing in the shadows as our world's just fading away

Oh, just fading away

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Just fading away, just fading away, just fading away
Oh Jimmy

I really can't help you with Yallah--the lyrics were posted on Atlantic's
P/P site, but I'm not sure they were correct.  I know the lyrics to
Wonderful One posted there were wrong. 

Interpretations?  Make your own, and don't blame me.

To Thor:  Re: 10 worst songs:  me too. ;-)

To the person who was supposed to be a branch to my leaf for Manchester 24
November 1971, but who couldn't be bothered to get in touch with me:  Don't
worry about it, in case you ever do remember I was on your branch.  I'm
getting it through someone else anyway.

Goodbye for another seven months or so,
Ana


 
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