The sky is getting gray
For the afternoon shower
And i'm starting to believe
That i'm gonna be fine
Life goes on
But i need to drop out for an hour
And you've got to understand
That the hour's mine
Staring at the distance
Where the sky meets the ocean
And the seam is being stitched
By the needles of rain
I'll be lost in thought
And ignoring the motion
Of the world around
So let me tell you again
Don't bother to call on me
Don't bother to call on me
I don't understand
What prevents me from leaving
For the comfort of habit
Isn't good enough to stay
Sitting on the beach
I would often be dreaming
Of a ship under black sails
To come and take me away
The spirit of adventure
Is alive - i'm just waiting
For a definite sign
To tell me which way to go
If you bring the articles
Then my pen is ready
But other than that
You should already know
Don't bother to call on me
Don't bother to call on me
