Текст песни cowboy junkies - Come Calling
cowboy junkies - Come Calling слова песни
The stillness here,Like what he sometimes finds inside her,Hits so hard it can steal your breath foreverHe sometimes wondersIs the sum of their lives togetherHim on the floor and her lost to a mind in tattersThese days hes drinking for the pleasure of fallingAnd hes falling for the pleasure of pretendingThat shes sitting by the window waitingFor him to come callingIf I could fix me up a week of twilight hoursWed sit on the pointAnd watch the sun continually flounderBathed in gold wed plug into some kind of powerAnd connect with those daysBack before all of this went sourcause Im drinking for the pleasure of fallingAnd Im falling for the pleasure of pretendingThat youre sitting by the window waitingFor me to come callingOdd how the darkness always makes us whisperAnd with the last of the sunYou can feel the approach of the winterNow is the time of each dayThat I desperately miss herI suppose I will learn how to live my life without herSo youre drinking for the pleasure of fallingAnd youre falling for the pleasure of pretendingThat Im sitting by the window waitingFor you to come calling