She calls me, and I come
With folded arms and angry mien
She calls me, and I come
With open arms but a troubled heart
She calls me, and I come
Not happily but she needs me
She calls me, and I come
I want control, I want to fix it
She calls me, and I come
She trusts me, I’m starting to trust myself
She comes to me.
Wheelchair Traveller 