Just walking the street, and what do I find
People walking in the wrong way
Grab something to eat, praying to her
Baby some day, somewhere

She brings me the music, and I am slowly falling down again
She brings me the music, and my feet won't touch the ground, oh again
Ah, logic can't prove it, and I don't know where I am bound
She brings me the music

And now I'm floating in her sound,
And now I'm floating in her sound

I love this town, but I'm flying home
You know I take a little on my way
Well boys, it's been sweet
Love and death

We deal with our shit in our own ways
She brings me the music
And I am slowly falling in her grace
Man she don't prove it
She just walks in a room, you just see her face
She brings me the music
And I am slowly falling down again
She don't have to prove it

'Cause I'm falling in her sound
And I am a-falling in her sound
And I'm a-falling, falling, oh baby
For you, falling, falling, oh baby
Just a calling you, calling you, oh baby
I'm a calling, calling you, oh yeah
Oh I'm a calling you, calling you, oh baby
I'm just calling you, calling you oh baby
I'm just calling you calling you, all night
I'm just a-calling, calling

Through the darkness,
I'm a calling you calling you
Oh bring me home
I'm a calling you calling you, bring me home
I know I'm calling for you
Now bring me home

Take me home, take me home, take me home, take me home
Take me home, take me home, take me home, take me home
Take me home, take me home, take me home, take me home
Take me home, take me home
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, oh yeah

Writer : RICHARD ASHCROFT, ERNEST DION WILSON
Copyright : Lyrics © CHRYSALIS SONGS , CHRYSALIS SONGS OBO NO ID MUSIC