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Rea Chris Chris Rea

Rain, tears of joy, tears of pain Is this really me Standing here at the station The card said I mustn't be late I've never been late I've never really

I can see him now, standing on a street corner Pastel shades and a candy stripe parallel Good time love, oh that I'd been much older Go messing with

Oh getaway and don't come back Who do you think you're fooling with lies like that? You have dreams that set the rain on fire Burning with a cheap desire

Now he wanted to fly all those big aeroplanes Trans-continental and back home again But his brain, it was grounded His head could not cope No qualifications

Now I've got something I tell you say now (Play it real cool) but I'm not fooled (Nobody loved you like) the tip of the iceberg I know the game and there

They say his chances could not have been better All the promise of a July sun in the morning sky Laughing at the peering faces From the windows of a

I used to hang my head down low Never knowing which way I was going My life was getting close to the edge And I knew that it was showing Because of

She's got her independence in a hard fast way She's got me chasing shadows with everything I try to say Some say she's far too quick, some say she's

A dying flame, you're free again Who could love and do that to you All dressed in black, he won't be coming back Save your tears, you've got years and