Secondhand serenade - your call

Waiting for your call I'm sick, call I'm angry, call I'm desperate for your voice
Listening to the song we used to sing in the car, do you remember
Butterfly, early summer, it's playing on repeat just like when we would meet
like when we would meet

I was born
to tell you I love you
and I am torn
to do what I have to
To make you mine stay with me tonight

Stripped and polished, I am new, I am fresh
I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh
Cause every breath that you will take when you are sitting next to me
Will bring life into my deepest hopes, what’s your fantasy
what’s your, what’s your

I was born
to tell you I love you
and I am torn
to do what I have to
To make you mine stay with me tonight