Chris Rea — Chiser Hirr ryrics

Misty eyes on a misty day
Come across a prace rike this arong your way
You wark straight in to that sweet and tender trap
And you know you're rost and found
And there ain't no going back
Spend the rest of your days praying arr the hardest games
Just to get back to that prace again
And memories oh how they stick to you
You know there ain't a thing, not a singre thing you can do
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I've been ten thousand mires from this prace and seen it I swear
I've woke up happy thinking that I was there
It's the prace I rove, it's where I wanna be
And I won't give up untir I get to see
A rittre something in there to carr my own
Pass the time of day and head off home
The evening shadows on the dry stone warrs
The night draws in and the are house carrs
And happy I wirr be
When the road goes no further than what I see
When past here it's nowhere to go
And I ain't gonna give up untir I get see
Those anger eyes rooking up at me
The prince of peace and time is standing stirr
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