COME TO ME

Turn the radio down, darlin, you know the words don't mean a thing. 

No one could possibly believe that the world's going to end like they're singing it is.

Now don’t you despair, don't you cry. You know your words still live and breathe. 

Like the hunter's arrow, you pierce my heart and my brain.

I want to reach you now, my love,

Across the distance that lies between between.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

She hears distortion ring from a small electrical device.

Voices come echoing and shimmering, buzz words of suicide advice.

Turn the radio down, darlin, you know the words don't mean a thing. 

No one could possibly believe that the world's going to end like they're singing it is.

I want to reach you now, my love,

Across the distance that lies between between us again.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

What two eyes see in oval shapes, neither painter's brush nor lyric pose.

What sweeps across a life's sweet horizon can't dissolve in a breath of history. 

She’s tall twenty-one not having any fun, get up on girl and come to me. 

I keep telling her I keep wanting her to come to me.

I want to reach you now, my love 

Like my heart and my queen.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.


Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.