Chris Rea - The blue cafe
Tekst :
My world is miles of endless roads
That leaves a trail of broken dreams
Where have you been
I hear you say?
I will meet you at the blue cafe
Because, this is where the one who knows
meets the one who does not care
the card of fate
The older shows
To the younger one, who dares to take
The chance of no return
Where have you been?
Where are you going to?
I want to know what is new
I want to go with you
What have you seen?
What do you know that is new?
Where are you going to?
Because I want to go with you
So meet me down at the blue cafe
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
So meet me at the Blue Cafe Inne utwory
Lucky day True to you I just wanna be with you Bombollini There she goes Sierra, sierra Every time i see you smile Goodbye little columbus Joys of christmas Too much pride Daytona Coming off the ropes Black dog Love turns to lies Losowe utwory
That time has passed
Some things that never really last
We ve come undone
To me you ll always be the one
Calm down people
It s just a little lie
You know it doesn t mean nothing
And I realize you could be right
Calm down people
It s just a little lie
You know it doesn t mean...
My grandma she can make a soup
With a little a this n that
She can feed the whole sloop group
With a little a this n that
Stone soup! You know the story
Stone soup! Who needs the glory?
But with grandma cookin...
Girl I feel you trembling in my arms
Tell me what is wrong
I know somebody hurt you, didn t stay
And took your faith away Broke your heart, let you down
The love you thought you found
But that was then, and this is...
Clouds are marching along,
singing a song, just like they do.
If the clouds were singing a song,
I d sing along, wouldn t you too?
If you just knew, what they could do.
If you just knew, what they would do?
And if the birds are just hollow words,
flying along, singing a song.
What would they...
Gdy co dnia życie wciąż gna,
mija czas gdzieś obok nas
w tym dziwnym tłumie, trudno zrozumieć,
po co się toczy ta cała gra, cała gra
Ref:
Tacy samotni, że chciałby nas porwac znów walc
chociaż już dawno zakończył sie dla nas ten bal,
tacy samotni choć wokół trwa wciąż...