Chris Rea Standing In The Doorway
There'll be no moon tonight And the stars won't light the sky There are women on the streets, But there's no loving in their eyes Feeling weary, tired and wishing I was standing in your doorway now There'll be dancing flames Something special cooking slow Perfume heavy and all the lanterns turned down low Oh that lucky, oh that lucky man Who is standing in your doorway now I'm a wandering man You'll never tie me down Lifelong sailor, but how I wish I was homeward bound At this moment tired and wishing I was standing in your doorway now
