D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James)



Had to write this letter to you, 'cause this emptiness won't go away

Every day I shoot for something, sometimes I'm running from the ricochet

When the pressure gets too high, I like to think about you standing by my side



Saying, "And I need to hear you call my name, and I'm begging you to sing"



Chorus:

Wouldn't you sing for me one time?

Wouldn't you try to look my way and rescue me (rescue me)

Wouldn't you sing me just one line

Wouldn't you try to touch my hand and rescue me, rescue me, yeah yeah, yeah



Got the letter late one morning, every word I read was ringing true

It could have well been me talking, I know how tough it gets out there, I do

When the pressure gets too high, I like to think about you standing by my side



And you were saying:

"And I need to hear you call my name, it makes me feel I could do anything

And I need to know you feel the same, and I'm begging you to sing"



(chorus) - whoo!



(Solo)



(chorus repeats 2x...)



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