| Where have you gone? |
| I am calling on you.
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| Your alarm call’s on and I’m coming to your rescue.
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| I know exactly what to do
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| I make the call and sit by you
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| Check your heartbeat against mine
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| And mop your brow from time to time.
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| Where have you gone? |
| I am calling on you.
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| Your alarm call’s on and I’m coming to your rescue.
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| When I’m the person by your side
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| I’m your mentor, I’m your guide.
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| Upon me you can rely
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| When you’re high and when you’re dry.
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| The irony is that my recovery is always slower than yours.
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| You’re back on your feet in no time
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| When I’m left floored.
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| Haunted by the sound of your alarm call.
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| Living in fear of your next fall.
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| Where have you gone? |
| I am calling on you.
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| Your alarm call’s on and I’m coming to your rescue.
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| I know exactly what to do
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| I make the call and sit by you
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| Check your heartbeat against mine
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| But there’s no trace of it this time.
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| -instrumental-
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| Where have you gone? |
| I am calling on you.
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| My siren’s on and there’s so many things that I need you to do.
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| I never asked when you were here
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| Because it seemed so crystal clear
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| That it was you who needed me
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| That was the way it had to be.
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| Where have you gone? |
| I am calling on you.
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| My siren’s on and there’s so many things that I need you to do.
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| Be my mentor, be my guide.
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| Show me when to run and when to hide.
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| I know you would’ve known just what to do
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| With all the things that life could throw at you.
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| My siren will remain on for a while.
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| Waiting soundproof by a timid little smile.
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| I’m still haunted by your alarm call.
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| Without the fear of your next fall.
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| Where have you gone? |
| I am calling on you.
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| My siren’s on and there’s so many things that I need you to do.
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| So many moods that you could change
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| So many thoughts you’d rearrange
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| So many rules I know you’d bend
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| So all good things will find their end.
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| -instrumental-
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| -end- |