The Call of The Wild

Song Length 3:26 Genre Unique - Unclassified, Unique - Unclassified
Tempo Slow (71 - 90) Lead Vocal Duet Male

Lyrics

The Call Of The Wild © 2005

All the time in the back of your mind in a hunter's blind is the force of nature
Everyday you go spinning away like a reckless top courting danger
Every night you toss and you turn and dream of that romantic stranger
Then you wake in a cold cold sweat and it starts all over again

The Call Of The Wild The Beat Of The Drum
The Taste Of The Rain The Heat Of The Sun
The Gaze Of The Moon The Cry Of The Child
The Tick Of The Clock The Call Of The Wild

All your friends want to drop you a line but you push 'em away it's the price of passion
And you move in impossible ways you change your hair become a slave to fashion
It's so strange you can't find the time for the ones you loved you lose compassion
When you're lost without a trace then it starts all over again

The Call Of The Wild The Beat Of The Drum
The Taste Of The Rain The Heat Of The Sun
The Gaze Of The Moon The Cry Of A Child
The Tick Of The Clock The Call Of The Wild

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All the time in the back of your mind in a hunter's blind is the force of nature
Everyday you go spinning away like a reckless top courting danger
Every night you toss and you turn and dream of that romantic stranger
Then you wake in a cold cold sweat and it starts all over again



All the time in the back of your mind in a hunter's blind is the force of nature
The Call Of The Wild The Beat Of The Drum
Everyday you go spinning away like a reckless top that goes courting danger
The Taste Of The Rain The Heat Of The Sun
Every night you toss and you turn and dream of some romantic stranger
The Gaze Of The Moon The Cry Of A Child
When you wake in a cold cold sweat it starts all over again
The Tick Of The Clock The Call Of The Wild
All your friends want to drop you a line but you push 'em away it's the price of passion
The Call Of The Wild The Beat Of The Drum
And you move in impossible ways you change your hair become a slave to fashion
The Taste Of The Rain The Heat Of The Sun
It's so strange you can't find the time for the ones you loved you lose compassion
The Gaze Of The Moon The Cry Of A Child
When you're lost without a trace then it starts all over again
The Tick Of The Clock The Call Of The Wild

Lyrics Bob Turco Music Bob Turco/ Lorenzo Crescibene
Producer Lorenzo Crescibene Publisher Bingo Brothers Music LLC
Performance The Bingo Brothers
This track is on 2 Member Playlists
Playlist Creator Playlist Name Date Added
Roy Elkins Founder UNIQUE 10/14/2007
Fred Kimmel My Top Songs 9/10/2007
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