I call your name

Oh no, you’ve gone again

I feel like Daniel in the lion’s den

Stone cold in the afternoon

So alone in the empty room

They say that four walls do not a prison make

I’m trying to find a way out but there seems no escape

When I feel the hidden power that lies inside your sound

Like the ghost inside the atom that spins it round and round

There’s magic in some words, some things you can’t explain

That conjures up that feeling of the sun inside the rain

When the wind is blowing like a lonesome train
I reach out and touch you and I call your name
When the night is lonely and I fear the coming day
I reach out and touch you
And I call your name