Calling You - Gal Costa

A desert road from Vegas to nowhere

Someplace better then where you’ve been

A coffee machine that needs some fixing

In a little cafe just around the bend

I am calling you

Can’t you hear me

I am calling you

A hot dry wind blows right through me

The baby’s crying and I can’t sleep

We both know a change is coming

Coming closer, sweet release

I am calling you

I know you hear me

I am calling you

I am calling you

I know you hear me

I am calling you

I am calling you

Tall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking, you

Tall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking, goes walking

I am calling you

I am calling you

Tall and tan

The girl from Ipanema

Goes walking, goes walking, goes walking

Tall and tan and young and lovely