Tytuł: Curse of the traveller

• Wykonawca: Chris Rea
• Wyświetleń: 254

On the restless road to nowhere
   There's no certain peace it seems
   Desire to keep on moving
   till the river of dreams
   Is it just because someone told you
   Is it just because you found
   Old freedom feels uneasy when duty is around
  
   When allegiance asks the questions
   Old freedom twists and turns
   And chokes on codes of honour
   On the sword of no return
  
   And it's the curse of the traveller
   The curse of the traveller
   Got a hold of me
   And it won't let you be
  
   And in sleepless nights
   You'll call her name
   And feel loneliness cold to the bone
   And when the daylight breaks
   This old tired heart aches
   To be such a long way, such a long way from home
  
   And you long for the harbourlights
   But you'll never be free
   Of the craving for refuge
   And the call of the sea
   Always wanting to sell up
   But always needing to buy
   So till the road leads to somewhere
   And that river runs dry
  
   It's the curse of the traveller
   Ain't gonna let you be
   The curse of the traveller
   And it sure got a hold of me