David Berkeley Some Kind Of Cure
In the morning*
Bells kept ringing
You were calling
No one's listening
And no one knew the reason why
No one knew the reason why they rang
At the table
You were crying
I was unsure
How to reach you
You opened up your arms
Opened up your arms to let me in
Corsica, I'm calling from over here
Oh sorceress, come conjure up some kind of cure
Please hold me like you used to, baby
Hold me like you would
Please hold me like you know what I'm going through
Some have told us
Keep your distance
There are secrets
That we keep here
And that's as close as you will get
That's as close as you will ever get
Corsica, I'm calling from over here
It's dangerous to open up more and more
So sorceress, come conjure up some kind of cure
Please hold me like you used to, baby
Hold me like you would
Hold me like you know what I'm going through
Hold me like you used to, baby
Hold me like you would
Please hold me like you know what I'm going through