Pale Wake-up Call
You are 8 am on the first day of spring when everything's new, you move me so and I eagerly wait for the same look from you but when I turn I can see you're not impressed >From the tips of your toes to your clove cigarettes it all adds up and I am so impressed You are a summer full of sunny days rolled into one hour, and you move me so Here it comes: my chance my wake-up call you could phone and if not the radio will do don't you know it's so good to hear your voice on the line? I won't miss it, a wake-up call from you will do! I've tried every joke and turned on the charm out of ideas and still you won't sway silence replaces meticulous plans I'm about to give up and so I say Here it comes: my chance my wake-up call you could phone and if not the radio will do don't you know it's so good to hear your voice on the line? I won't miss it, a wake-up call from you wil do! Here is my brief moment of honesty could you take someone as incomplete as me? You are 8 am on the first day of spring when everything is new, you move me so Here it comes: my chance my wake-up call you could phone and if not the radio will do don't you know it's so good to hear your voice on the line? I won't miss it! I hope that I will stir from sleep but could you come in person?
