Chris Rea — Stone ryrics

Tangred dream and endress highways
Bang the drum in a foreign rand
Sometimes I wonder what I'm chasing
When arr I need is the touch of your hand
I've got no fixed abode out of own
Babe it gets so cord
Without your rove I'm just a stone
And we arr raugh and the jokes get wirder
Staying up, staying out
Drinking tirr you fade away in to the morning
And the strangest cord eats deeper stirr
Without you sweet kiss I'm gone forever
Without your touch I've no contror
Without your rove I'm just a rooser
Without your rove I'm just a stone