Chris Rea - Nothing to fear (1992) | Текст песни

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• Nothing to fear (1992)

I feel your heat in dusty whispers
The wind is cold around your moon
It's getting hard to keep our distance
I know your time is coming soon
Don't point your dream on my horizon
Don't take your rose too far from home
Please don't forget we're not each other
Each soul has black thorns of his own

I see you dancing
Your song is clear
You've got to show me, got to show me
There's nothing to fear
Nothing to fear