Call Me Home

Oh my love, stand by the old oak tree
Where you’ll find me
And oh my love, she sings soft and sweet for me
Like a warm breeze
All these things I’d rather do with you by my side
And I’m planning all these ways
Just to find my way back home
To you I wish you’d stay
So darling, won’t you call me
Seeing all these signs
So darling, won’t you call me home
Darling, won’t you call me home
Oh my love, stand by the old oak tree
Will you be there?
Oh my love, won’t you sing again for me, like sweet honey?
And all these things I’d rather do with you by my side
And I’m planning all these ways
Just to find my way back home
To you I wish you’d stay
So darling, won’t you call me
Seeing all these signs
So darling, won’t you call me home
Darling, won’t you call me home