Tokyo
Written by Gerry Beckley, ©2016
Found on Carousel and Keeping The Light On

I'm calling from Tokyo
Just finished the second show
I hear your memory in my mind
Everything's turned to shit
No matter how I look at it
And I am running out of time

Here I am on the phone
Will this bring us together?
There you are all alone
Could you love me forever?

Somewhere in Mexico
Near Zihuatanejo
There is a little house on the beach
Well maybe it's just a dream
Or one of my crazy schemes
That's always just out of my reach

Here I am on the line
Will this bring us together?
There you are out of time
Could you love me forever?

Days into weeks into months
And the years just roll on by
Aaaa-aye, aaaa-aye, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Here I am
There you are

Here I am on the line
Will this bring us together?
There you are out of time
Could you love me forever?

I'm calling from Tokyo
Just finished the second show
Oooo, aaaah