"Whistle And I Will Come" lyrics
"Whistle And I Will Come"
I try not to think about you
I try to forget what you do
I can't shake the needles and pins
I guess I got you under my skin
I'm praying
Oh for some peace of mind, gimme just a little time
One more minute with you
Oh I'll be coming home
Take these shattered bones, baby
Lover, my spirit is true
Whistle and I will come to you
Let the fire burn through
Whistle and I will come to you
Whistle
Love, I'm calling out your name
Cause we got a lot of skin in this game
You gave me the kisses of life
And now the flames are burning up in my eyes
I'm praying
Oh got some peace of mind, gimme just a little time
One more minute with you
Oh I'll be coming home
Take these shattered bones, baby
Lover my spirit is true
Whistle and I will come to you
Let the fire burn through
Whistle and I will come to you
Whistle
Whistle
Whistle
Whistle
Let the fire burn, let the fire burn
Let the fire burn, let the fire burn
Lover my spirit is true
Whistle and I will come to you
Let the fire burn through
Whistle and I will come to you
Writer(s): Crispin Mills, Jake Gosling
- AZLyrics
- K
- Kula Shaker Lyrics
album:
"Natural Magick" (2024)
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