America - Call of The Wild
Written by gerry beckley, ©1994
Found on hourglass.
Come save me
From things I shouldn’t do
I need you
Every word is true
No answer
At numbers I have dialed
I hear the call of the wild
Nights are forever
The days linger on
Standing in silence
Time lasts so long
Through all my efforts
I act like a child
Hearin’ the call of the wild
Come save me
From things I shouldn’t know
I’m wearin’
Someone else’s clothes
I needed
Singing like a child
I hear the call of the wild
Casting my mind back
Some things don’t seem right
An image of angels
Appears in the night
As I awoke
I could swear that they smiled
Hearin’ the call of the wild
Come save me
From things I shouldn’t do
I need you
Every word is true
No answer
At numbers I have dialed
I hear the call of the wild
I hear the call of the wild
Now, hear the call of the wild
Come save me
From things I shouldn’t do
I need you
Every word is true
No answer
At numbers I have dialed
I hear the call of the wild
I hear the call of the wild
I hear the call of the wild