Song Titles

100 Ways
All Day Long I Dream...
Blowin' Me Up
Bringin' Da Noise
Build My World
Can't Stop Loving You
Come To Me
Dear Goodbye
Digital Get Down
Everything You Want
Fire
Giddy Up
Give In To Me
He Said She Said
If You Were My Girl
Just Another Girl
Lies
Lose Myself
Mercy
Merry Christmas...
Messed Around
No Strings Attached
One Night Stand
Right Here...
Selfish
She Got Me
Some Girls...
Something Special
Space Cowboy
The Game Is Over
The Two Of Us
U Knew
Up Against The Wall
What She Got
You Don't Have To Be Alone
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music notes
Come To Me
JC Chasez, Robb Boldt, D. Stinson, Corey Hart
album:  Schizophrenic
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Lyrics:

Traveling the galaxies on telepathic roads
Singing in the distance, clouds of breath out in the cold
All of my desires waiting for someone to hold
So, come to me
So, come to me, oo

Lying here pretending that you're closer than you are
Swear I heard you whispering, "would someone break my fall?"
Memories of kisses from the dreams until the dawn
So, come to me
So, come to me

The nights when you don't call
My life is a catastrophe
I need to feel you close to me
I'm waiting out the storm

'Cause when I'm all alone
I imagine I am face to face
Inhaling every breath you take
I'm waiting out the storm
I'm waiting out the storm

Conversation hotter than a fireman engulfed
Sweeping through my body causing temperatures to smoke
Every second passing makes it hard for me to cope
So, come to me
So, come to me

Walking with my fingers and I'm creeping down real slow
Reaching for the places that no one could ever go
Pushing me to ecstasy, you touch my very soul
So, come to me
So, come to me, yeah

Thinking of you
What can I do
I'm thinking of you

Cause when I'm all alone
I lay awake and masturbate
I love to hear the sounds you make
Baby, here I come
Baby, here I come

Come, come
Waiting, waiting
I know, I know
You'll come to me
You'll come to me

So, come to me
So, come to me

So, come to me
So, come to me

[end]
I'm not sure if this would be considered a love ballad or a dirty pop / tech song.  With the lyric "masturbate", it may fall under the second.  When I first heard the song before it reached that verse, I thought it was a ballad because it could be figurative/imaginative.  Not disappointing, as it could have gone either way.  If Schizophrenic is an album about various sides of sex, then here's the telephone sex call.

Lyrically, it is descriptive and fluent.  It is different than 'Digital Get Down' with better use of words and imagery.  The reading-between-the-lines meaning is clear, and with that "masturbate" lyric, it doesn't hide under an innocent "telephone is a means of communication" mode.

The musical accompaniment (tempo and synthesizers) is reminiscent of Annie Lennox.  That may be intentional as the song daydreams into 'sweet dreams'.  Not much variation between verse to verse, perhaps because there isn't a discernable chorus. 

Grade (on a 5-point scale):
Lyrics:  3.9
Music:  3.2
Overall:  3.5
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