roll the carpet
pour out the wine
treat me like it’s your first valentine
pack the books that line my floor
and the pictures that grace my wall
cause honey baby you’ve been on my mind
like all of us who have waited for our time

i’m calling, can you hear me
the angels will steer me,
to your door, feel so sure,
the night is the brightest,
who knows what i really will do, what i really will say,
what i really will feel
who knows what you really will do, what you really will say, what you really will feel

call the papers and call your friends,
no longer do we have to pretend,
cause honey baby you’ve been on my mind
like all of us who have waited for our time
quicken your beaten drums,
and draw me some wildfires

i’m calling…