Brisa Roché - Call Me lyrics

Call me when you're dreaming Call when you're waking Call me with your blue eyes Call me with your brown eyes Call me in the wet hills Call me from the fast car Call from the slow car The country's exploding like dynamite I've read everyone of your books A tempest blows and the tracker And his hound have been giving us looks Call me with your green eyes Call with your hazel eyes Call me with your pale mouth Call me with your red mouth Call me in the soft sky Call in the rough sky Call me from the tall wave Call me from the low wave The country's exploding like dynamite I've read everyone of your books A tempest blows and the tracker And hound are giving us looks The country's exploding like dynamite I've read all your books A tempest blows and the tracker And his hound are giving us looks Call me, call me...