The Chance of Love - Chris Rea

I came here to dance

To show my face

To try and lose my blues

Find something to take its place

And I don’t care about the moon

And the stars way above

Just give me something in my pocket

And the chance of love

Oh the chance of love

I’ve been out along the hard wire

Trying to make it pay

We all needing to get lucky

And a chance to come my way

And I don’t care about the moon

And the stars way above

Just give me something in my pocket

And the chance of love

The chance of love

Oh the chance of love

Dress me up in pretty colours

Let everybody see

The only thing I’m needing

The only that sets you free…

…the chance of love

And i’m paying for an angel

Yeah I’m looking for a break

Seems nobody wants to give out

But everybody wants to take

So… I don’t care about the moon

And the stars way above

Just give me something in my pocket

And the chance of love

Oh the chance of love

The chance of love

Oh the chance of love

The chance of love

Oh the chance of love

Something in my pocket

The chance of love

The chance of love

Oh the chance of love

Yeah the chance of love