Call On Me (part. Vianney)

It's that time when the bouncers get nice
Even with the scary folks who aren't pretty at night
These sticky feet give me the feeling
That we should sleep now

When the club's all sweaty and you're not around
That it's soon: The lakes of Connemara
I try to dance to stop thinking but healing the past

I act like I'm used to all this
I feel the loneliness without you

Call on me, brother
I should let it be over
Every high, every low
They will come then they'll go
To feel alive you've got to take the blows, you know
So call on me, please, brother

It's the nights when I'm drunk that it hits me the hardest
Feels like it opens a door I was keeping shut
It comes in waves and then it settles
They say it would end but I know it won't

I've been in a real mess, God, yes
Since you left me here alone
Every time your name comes up
I get caught with tears that overflow

I act like I'm used to all this
I feel the loneliness without you

Call on me, brother
I should let it be over
Every high, every low
They will come then they'll go
To feel alive you've got to take the blows, you know
So call on me, please, brother

I act like I'm used to all this
I feel the loneliness without you

So you should call on me, brother!
I should let it be over
Every high, every low
They will come then they'll go
To feel alive you've got to take the blows, you know
So call on me, please, brother!

It's that time when the bouncers get nice
Even with the scary folks who aren't pretty at night
These sticky feet give me the feeling
That we should sleep now

I act like I'm used to all this
I feel the loneliness without you