Текст Chris Rea – The Chance Of Love

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

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