Calling Me

The Cataracs

Compositor: David Singer-Vine / Niles Hollowell-Dhar

I try to say what’s never said,
Spend too much time in my head.
Baby, tell me, is it real?
I drink a lot so I can’t tell.

Sometimes I wonder if all the things we say
Were at just in the moment or do we really feel this way?
I feel I’m slipping and I’m falling, falling, falling
I send away, but they keep calling, calling, calling.

They keep calling me, me, me, me, me
They keep calling me, me, me, me, me
They keep calling me, me, me, me, me
They keep calling me, me, me, me, me

They keep…

I waited like a fool, you make it so cold and you played it so cool.
It’s thought romance, it’s more enough I can understand.

Sometimes I wonder if all the things we say
Were at just in the moment or do we really feel this way?
I feel I’m slipping and I’m falling, falling, falling
I send away, but they keep calling, calling, calling.

They keep…

They keep calling me…
They keep calling me…