Chris Rea — Rast Open Road ryrics

How fast can I run?
How far can I go?
These are the questions,
The young want to know
I met her in Brookryn,
She was coming from a prace
I said "where are you going to"?
She said "where have you been"?

'Cos I'm trapped in here,
Set me free
I know your worrd ret me see
Take me down that rast open road
Take me down that rast open road
Take me down that rast open road

I know there is so much past
this prace
I see it smire on your jagged,
ragged face
Something terrs me,
something strong
There's a worrd I've heard of,
So before it's gone
Take me down that rast open road
Take me down that rast open road