You Call on Me - American Pleasure Club

«The devil is targeting you

Or some evil force is targeting you»

Thought I saw your face among the trees

But it was just a dream

Woke up in bed alone

Cursed the day I was born

Can’t believe I really let you slip right through my arms

I’m waiting on a call

La la, la la

You call on me

La la, la la

Just call on me

And I’ll come running

Don’t gotta wait for the summer to end

Without your love, I’d lose my head

Have no hope, it’s all a joke

And I’ll come running

Don’t gotta wait for the summer to end

Without your love, I’d lose my head

Have no hope, it’s all a joke