Nick Waterhouse - Indian Love Call

How many days since I had your lips
Well, You sworn you'd find a cross there
And, Every time I make a happy line
Well it's a, Leather crossbow meet to bear
Well I roam each and every night
Listening for the sound of the dressing drum
And when I lay myself to rest
Oh baby, I'ma pray for you to come

You've been on my mind
You've been on my mind
If you write to me I'll read every line
Well Baby, Woah
You've been on my mind
You've been on my mind

I remember dark hair and those dark eyes
Just to burn a light, camp firelight
Oh I woke in the morning found the camp was gone
Just in, heard left me here with this indian love son, woah

You've been on my mind
You've been on my mind
If you write to me I'll read every line
Well Baby
Wooo
You've been on my mind
You've been on my mind