(D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James)  Had to write this letter to you, 'cause this emptiness won't go away  Every day I shoot for something, sometimes I'm running from the ricochet  When the pressure gets too high, I like to think about you standing by my side  Saying, "And I need to hear you call my name, and I'm begging you to sing"   Chorus:  Wouldn't you sing for me one time?  Wouldn't you try to look my way and rescue me (rescue me)  Wouldn't you sing me just one line  Wouldn't you try to touch my hand and rescue me, rescue me, yeah yeah, yeah  Got the letter late one morning, every word I read was ringing true  It could have well been me talking, I know how tough it gets out there, I do  When the pressure gets too high, I like to think about you standing by my side  And you were saying:  "And I need to hear you call my name, it makes me feel I could do anything  And I need to know you feel the same, and I'm begging you to sing"  (chorus) - whoo!  (Solo)  (chorus repeats 2x...)  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------