I was born on a sunny day.
My momma cried and daddy prayed
That this so cold world wouldnt turn its back on me.
I came up with the city dream.
That i could do anything.
That i put my stubborn made up mind to.
And now that im gone.
Who am i gonna call.
When the time runs out and i find myself.
Far away from the sweet sunday that ive been waitin' for.
When the pavement ends and when life begins.
Youve got a yellow brick road that leads you right back to my home town.
And ill be picking up the pieces to the fairytale thats been where i been.
Calling home again.
I never thought i could fall apart.
Live top to bottom with a broken heart.
Get a tattoo right there where it shouldnt be.
Seems so funny gotta laugh at me.
Got a cross around my neck just to shake a leg
And it always brings me right back to my knees.
And it keeps me wondering.
Who am i gonna call.
When the time runs out and i find myself.
Far away from the sweet sunday that ive been waitin' for.
When the pavement ends and when life begins.
Youve got a yellow brick road that leads you right back to my home town.
And ill be picking up the pieces to the fairytale thats been where i been
Calling home again.
Everybody keeps telling me no.
But my faith and dreams scene just roll and go.
Who am i gonna call?
When the pavement ends and when life begins.
Callin home again.
You keep calling home callin home callin home again.
