Calling my music |
| Come tonight and in familiar ways |
| Everything will be all right – no tears, no war, no pain |
| Gonna call my music |
| Every song will ask for more, troubles stay outside my door |
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| Come tonight and let this empty room |
| Be a place of magic light and whispers and perfume |
| Gonna call my music |
| Every sound – a drop of wine, all the poems will be mine |
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| Calling my music, my music, chase away my fears |
| I can feel it drawing near, singin' in my heart |
| Calling my music, my music, all's in place for magic |
| Can't forget to bring the moonlight, brightest night of all nights |
| Gonna call my music here |
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| Come tonight and don't forget my book |
| Turn around that old TV, just feel your tender look |
| Gonna call my music |
| Every colour will be true, every string will play for you |
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| Come tonight and I will pour the tea |
| Made with flavours yet unknown and sense of harmony |
| Gonna call my music |
| Every morning will be spring, every beggar will be king |
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| Calling my music, my music, chase away my fears |
| I can feel it drawing near, singin' in my heart |
| Calling my music, my music, all's in place for magic |
| Can't forget to bring the moonlight, brightest night of all nights |
| Gonna call my music here |
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