Call Me, Tell Me (Pure Prairie League)

Call me, Tell me Call me, tell me we should meet tomorrow I cant see things quite your way But I think that I could show you Things that lye below your thoughts and words And your gardens and your stained glass day Times you come to me and said you dont know why. I think that there might be something wrong You could change your thoughts before I go But then youd know that you were right where I wanted you And you didnt know You were meant to worship and accuse (chose) Anything you want but now it looks like you will lose All the things you needed when you were the one Cant be found you know theyve just begun To crumble all around you And you see them tumble down without a thought or care for you Oh what you do