Frank Sinatra — Come Back To Me

Hear my voice, where you are, take a train, steal a car Hop a freight, grab a star, come back to me Catch a flame, catch a breeze, on your hand, on your knees Swim up high, only please come on back to me On a mule, in a jet, with your hair in a net In a shower wet, I don抰 care This is where you should be, from the hills to the shore By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust Break the law if you must, throw the world, only just Come back to me Musical interlude Blast your hide, you recall, must I fight City hall Here and now, damn it all, come on back to me Where on earth must I be, still I yell till I抦 blue In control then when you come on back to me Have you gone to the moon, or the corner saloon And to crack and to croon, madamselle, where in hell can you be? In a crate, in a trunk, on a horse, on a junk In a road or a van, wrapped in mink or saran Anyway that you can, came back to me Come back to me, come back to me, come back Come back to me, me!