Calling You

A desert road from Vegas to nowhere.

Someplace better than where you've been.

A coffee machine that needs some fixin'

In a little cafe just around the bend.

I am calling you

I am calling you

A hot dry wind blows right through me.

The baby's crying and I can't sleep.

But we both know a chage is coming.

Come in closer, sweet release.

I am calling you

I am calling you

A desert road from Vegas to nowhere.

Someplace better than where you've been.

A coffee machine that needs some fixin'

In a little cafe just around the bend.

I am calling you

I am calling you