Connie Smith - The Call Lyrics
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The Call
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What Are The Lyrics For The Call By Connie Smith?
How does a homing pigeon know his way back home alone to Ruth
A Ruth that he has never ever flown Is it because his mate is waiting there that makes him beat his golden wings Against the air until he's own But he must go where his heart tells him there is nothing else that he can do He's heard a call a comeback call the call that always brings me back to you It's nature's way and the need is strong It's the need to be in the place where you belong What is the drive that drives a Simon on to spawn her eggs alone The rivers and the streams where she was born She fights the rapids and she scorn the rats and snakes that drag her down And leave her graceful silver body torn But she must go where her heart tells her there is nothing else that she can do She's heard a call a comeback call the call that always brings me back to you It's nature's way and the need is strong It's the need to be in the place where you belong Sometimes I say I'll stay away from you to see if I can break The magic spell that binds me to your side Then nighttime falls and something calls and like a swallow heading back I must run onto your arms I'll fly 'Cause I must go where my heart tells me there is nothing else that I can do I've heard a call a comeback call the call that always brings me back to you |
Who Wrote The Call By Connie Smith?
Cy Coben
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What's The Duration Of The The Call By Connie Smith?The duration of The Call is 2:45 minutes and seconds. |
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