Robin Trower

Somebody calling
calling my name
somebody walking
over my grave
I was back in the arms of my baby
I would sleep in the arms of a dream
I would sit in a church for my baby
And I'm welcome, do you know what I mean?
Somebody sign
sign for me
somebody crying
for me
I was back in the arms of my baby
I would sit in the arms of a dream
I was test in the chance of my lady
And I'm welcome, do you know what I need?