Just Want to Be with You - Chris Rea

Deep inside the burning histories

All along this lonesome road

The wheels that turn upon what used to be In passioned memories, overload

The truckhouse standing on the freeway

A neon ambush in the sun

The ides of dogma way down in the subway

It’s so hard to tell who’s on the run

The hell-hound blizzards of uncertainties

Are the only things that are coming through

And I just want to be with you

There’s not a lot I can do Just keep coming through

Be with you

The smile that burned down those old rusting gates

Those eyes that danced into my soul

And all along this life-long motorway

Bad news upon the radio

The nervous fingers on the safety-catch

Decide the fates to of you and me Stuck in the middle of this whole shooting match

Man this sure ain’t no place to be The good guys sent to save

The good and free

All scratch their heads and looked confused

And I just want to be with you