Call Me Crazy
It’s snowing in the city tonight.
I turn my collar up under a street light,
and walk around until showtime looking for a sign, on 2nd avenue.
No matter how cold it is,
your love is colder still.
Now I’m drinking in the windowsill, trying to feel something new.
Call Me Crazy, call me a hopeless fool…
But I keep coming back to you.
This train is pulling away.
Where we’re going, I couldn’t say,
but I’m counting down the days ‘til I see your face.
Yeah, Time is cruel.
They Call Me Crazy, they call me a hopeless fool…
Cause I keep coming back to you.
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So, Call Me Crazy, but I don’t know what to do.
Yeah, maybe I don’t wanna see the Truth.
Call Me Crazy, call me a hopeless fool…
I just keep coming back to you.
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