Come back tome
Copyright 2000 Gary Galimidi

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Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

 

As I fly high above theclouds

In metal birds that chasethe sun

I hear your voice acrossthe sea

Whispering words that setme free

I fly above the countlesssouls

That search their livesfor what I've found

 

 

They wake me in the deadof night

Surprised to find the morninglight

I cannot call; you're justto bed

I always have you in myhead

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

 

Big rubber tires kiss theground

The wings of birds makedreadful sounds

The wind is cold the streetsare wet

I hear the words I can'tforget

The world is full of thingsto see

Art and culture history

It's good to see some thingsare real

I don't believe what I can'tfeel

In great museums and storiedhalls

I only feel your soulfulcalls

They wake me in the deadof night

Surprised to find the morninglight

I cannot call; you're justto bed

I always have you in myhead

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back to me