Wait for Your Call

Well I've a mind to up and book it out
 And still I wait for, and I wait for your call
 Now I've set so long by the phone
 Yea I fear that it won't come at all
 I am deathly afraid of the postman
 No letters, you better let her go
 Any word on the wire could stir my desire, no
 It's best if you don't
 And still I wait for your call
 My doors lock from the inside
 And yet I know why the caged bird sings
 When there's no place called home
 There's no place to go
 There's no need for wings
 Why would I want to live my life
 In love with just a memory
 How can I pray any more than I do for you
 On my tender knees, please
 Remember waking in the morning time
 Your silky skin was a sin
 You're too fine
 Well the fan blew the sheets off
 I can still hear her sweet talk
 Come now, turn around
 Why would I want to live my life
 In love with just a memory
 How can I pray any more than I do for you
 On my tender knees
 One hundred men could not end me then
 No one can stop me now
 With all they slew they forgot my roots
 They'll never chop me down
 Still I wait for, and I wait for your call