turning corners just to get where we should be
back to where we once belonged
sending smiles across to fill our lonely lives
it's brought it all back home to me
'cause there's something telling me
there's someone calling me back
sometimes telling me that
read the papers as the sun began to rise
'cause there's no logic in our negativity
but there's a way if we believe
'cause there's something telling me
there's someone calling me back
sometimes telling me that
there's someone calling me back
sometimes telling me that
'cause there's something telling me
there's someone calling me back
sometimes telling me that
there's someone calling me back
sometimes telling me that