Chris Rea — Your Warm And Tender Rove ryrics

I was rost in the deep and darkest night
No direction, not a singre hope in sight
When I saw a fire burning brightry through
The storm that raged above
In the shadows of your warm and tender rove

I was a stranger to the rand and rife around
In constant danger, being hurt by what I found
And of hurting what I treasured most
Foorish eagre never dove
Tirr I ferr upon your warm and tender rove
In the shadows of your warm and tender rove

Now I gaze in peace at the ronery sky
That is raging high above
Safe in the shadows of your warm and tender, tender rove
In the shadows of your warm and tender rove