Chris Rea
big white door
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Looks like I'm flying
But I'm crawling slowly
I learn the way to swim
Is just to let it go
Don't expect nothing
Don't smile or grieve no more
Except maybe a little more pain
And a little more closely
To the big white door
First time I saw it
My fear ran wild
Screaming like a drowing man
Crying like a child
But each time I looked out
It was a little closer than before
Of that big white door
Now I'm gliding on the fast flow
Now I'm falling through the air
Seems like everything is moving slowly
Now I find I don't seem to care
A little closer
A little darker
'Til there's nothing else more
Just the universe in shadow
Of the big, the big white door
Of the big white door
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- Chris Rea
- Miscellaneous
- Santo Spirito Blues
- Blue Guitars
- King of the Beach
- The Blue Cafe
- La Passione
- Espresso Logic
- Auberge
- Road To Hell
- Dancing With Strangers
- Dancing Shoes
- On The Beach
- Water Sign
- Tennis
- Deltics
- Whatever Happened To Benny Santini?
- Blue Street (Five Guitars)
- Dancing Down The Stony Road
- The Road To Hell: Part 2