The Call - Connie Smith

How does a homing pigeon know his way back home alone to Ruth

A Ruth that he has never ever flown

Is it because his mate is waiting there that makes him beat his golden wings

Against the air until he’s own

But he must go where his heart tells him

There is nothing else that he can do

He’s heard a call, a comeback call

The call that always brings me back to you

It’s nature’s way and the need is strong

It’s the need to be in the place where you belong

What is the drive that drives a Simon on to spawn her eggs alone

The rivers and the streams where she was born

She fights the rapids and she scorn the rats and snakes that drag her down

And leave her graceful silver body torn

But she must go where her heart tells her

There is nothing else that she can do

She’s heard a call, a comeback call

The call that always brings me back to you

It’s nature’s way and the need is strong

It’s the need to be in the place where you belong

Sometimes I say I’ll stay away from you to see if I can break

The magic spell that binds me to your side

Then nighttime falls and something calls and like a swallow heading back

I must run onto your arms I’ll fly

'Cause I must go where my heart tells me

There is nothing else that I can do

I’ve heard a call, a comeback call

The call that always brings me back to you