Lirieke: Dusty Springfield. Come Back To Me.

Hear my voice where you are
Take a train, steal a car
Hop a freight, grab a star
Come back to me

Catch a plane, catch a breeze
On your hands, on your knees
Swim or fly, darling, please
Come back to me

On your mark, now get set
Hop a mule, hop a jet in a towel wringing wet
I don't care
This is where you should be

From the hills to the shore
Ride the wind to my door
Turn the highways to dust
Break the law if you must
Move the world, only just come back to me

Must I yell 'til I'm blue?
Where are you and will you come back to me?
Have you gone to the moon
Or the corner saloon?
In Rome or Rangoon, I'm a wreck
Where in heck can you be?

In a crate, in a trunk
Half asleep, roaring drunk
In a Rolls or a van
Anyway that you can
I'd be so nice to come home to
Lover, come back, come back to me