Cowboy Junkies - Come Calling Lyrics
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 he's drinking for the pleasure of fallingand he's falling for the pleasure of pretendingthat she's sitting by the window waitingfor him to come callingIf I could fix me up a week of twilight hourswe'd sit on the pointand watch the sun continually flounderBathed in gold we'd plug into some kind of powerand connect with those daysback before all of this went sour'Cause I'm drinking for the pleasure of fallingand I'm falling for the pleasure of pretendingthat you're 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 you're drinking for the pleasure of fallingand you're falling for the pleasure of pretendingthat I'm sitting by the window waitingfor you to come calling
