Chris Rea

My world is miles of endless roads, That leaves a trail of broken dreams.

On your journey 'cross the wilderness - From the desert to the well You have strayed upon the motorway to Hell.

And the perverted fear of violence, Chokes the smile on every face, And common sense is ringing out the bell, This ain't no technological breakdown - Oh no, this is the road to he…

And all the roads jam up with credit, And there's nothing you can do, It's all just bits of paper flying away from you. Oh look out world, take a good look what comes down here, Y…

I do not sleep tonight. I may not ever. The sins of the past have come See how they sit down together.

The cost is great, the price is high, Take all you know, and say goodbye. Your innocence, inexperience Mean nothing now

Because, this is where the one who knows, Meets the one that does not care. Where have you been? I hear you say. I'll meet you at the Blue Cafe.