Lyrics You Call on Me - American Pleasure Club

You Call on Me

«The devil is targeting you
Or some evil force is targeting you»
Thought I saw your face among the trees
But it was just a dream
Woke up in bed alone
Cursed the day I was born
Can’t believe I really let you slip right through my arms
I’m waiting on a call
La la, la la
You call on me
La la, la la
Just call on me
And I’ll come running
Don’t gotta wait for the summer to end
Without your love, I’d lose my head
Have no hope, it’s all a joke
And I’ll come running
Don’t gotta wait for the summer to end
Without your love, I’d lose my head
Have no hope, it’s all a joke