All along I was searching for my Lenore  In the words of Mr. Edgar Allan Poe  Now I'm sober and "Nevermore"  Will the Raven come to bother me at home    Calling you, calling you home  You... calling you, calling you home    By the door you said you had to go  Couldn't help me anymore  This I saw coming, long before  So I kept on staring out the window    Calling you, calling you home  You... calling you, calling you home    I am a natural entertainer, aren't we all  Holding pieces of dying ember  I'm just trying to remember who I can call  Who can I call    Home... calling you, calling you    I run a secret propaganda  Aren't we all hiding pieces of broken anger  I'm just trying to remember who I can call  Can I call    *Born in a war of opposite attraction  It isn't, or is it a natural conception  Torn by the arms in opposite direction  It isn't or is it a Modernist reaction    *Born in a war of opposite attraction  It isn't, or is it a natural conception  Torn by the arms in opposite direction  It isn't or is it a Modernist reaction    Is it like this  Is it always the same  When a heartache begins, is it like this    Do you like this  Is it always the same  Will you come back again  Do you like this     Is it always the same  Will come back again  Do you like this   Do you like this    Is it like this  Is it always the same  If you change your phone number, will you tell me    Is it like this  Is it always the same  When a heartache begins, is it like this    If you like this   Will you remember my name  Will you play it again, if you like this