D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James)
Had to write this letter to you, 'cause this emptiness won't go away
Every day I shoot for something, sometimes I'm running from the ricochet
When the pressure gets too high, I like to think about you standing by my side
Saying, "And I need to hear you call my name, and I'm begging you to sing"
Chorus:
Wouldn't you sing for me one time?
Wouldn't you try to look my way and rescue me (rescue me)
Wouldn't you sing me just one line
Wouldn't you try to touch my hand and rescue me, rescue me, yeah yeah, yeah
Got the letter late one morning, every word I read was ringing true
It could have well been me talking, I know how tough it gets out there, I do
When the pressure gets too high, I like to think about you standing by my side
And you were saying:
"And I need to hear you call my name, it makes me feel I could do anything
And I need to know you feel the same, and I'm begging you to sing"
(chorus) - whoo!
(Solo)
(chorus repeats 2x...)
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