Come To Me

Sitting on the floor of a hotel room
On the bad side of town, thinking of you
Swallowed by the night
I call your name
Laying my head on the edge of the bed
Staring at the light of a stale cigarette
A beacon in the night
I call your name
Baby come to me
Baby come to me
Baby come to me
When I call your name
Sitting here alone in a hotel room
Haunted by the smell of your sweet perfume
Listen to me now
As I call your name
Sitting in the middle of an empty bed
Staring at the glow of the TV set
No one around
I call your name
Baby come to me
Baby come to me
Baby come to me
When I call your name