29 lyrics for "She calling, calling, calling"

And with this now we die Standing at the edge of the world Ashes to ashes The ocean crashes Louder and louder it cries Over and over The sands wash over Facing, embracing the tides Uncertainty calling as the page unfurls
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Get my Maybach washed at the studio I'm passing out xans to the groupie hoes I got five on a Lamb' like Coolio Multi-million, now I'm hanging with the shooters tho Yeah, bust downs, got a few of those Yeah, bitch stop calling my phone up, I'm in the
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She was the only one Does heaven have enough angels yet? Of my flesh and blood Now I have no calling I can do no worldly good I sit silent I sit mourning I sit listless all the day I've mostly lost the voice to speak
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So long my friend, my foe, my love, my pain The road's calling out my name Dreaming of La Boheme Maybe I'll go to Barbizon Or see a girl before she catches cold and she's gone Or maybe I'll just travel on So long my flame, my warmth, my fear, my fight
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Forever changed, Nothing ever stays the same Forever named, Forever changed She remembers the nights he’d come calling His yellow silk tie In love she saw him falling for her in the fire of July Then one day as the nights grew longer Blackberry winter in
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Calling America Yeah, we're living in In a modern world Calling America (can't get a message through) Calling America (that's what she said to do) Calling America (that's where she has to be) Calling America (she left a number for me) Somebody told her
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It's so cold, cold as hell 35 below and falling How I wish that she was calling me It's such a lonely world It's like Latitude 88 North Latitude 88 North The iceman came to me tonight So very near but out of sight I heard the footsteps in the hall
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And we were bound to the citylife Flashlights when we’re falling into the night Focused on what you feel Just when you were calling her love that day When we were young souls On the junk-yard Now we are stunned minds Full of junk-goods But I feel your
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Define your ascension Draw your breath Put your fears to death Your time has come Your time will come This is a dawning A calling to face down consequence No honor in hiding behind a wall, that keeps you sane Shed the skin of past mistakes No remorse and
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