Won't you say you want me
Won't you say you need me
Then we will crawl through the storm
and the history of the world
that is written here in print
And the story of the Byrds
when they ruled our burning skies
you can call me through the smog
and I'll serenade you with my smile
Won't you say you want me, need me, touch me, hold me now
Won't you call me, I want you to call me, won't you call me
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