Chisel Hill - Chris Rea

    Misty eyes on a misty day
    Come across a place like this along your way
    You walk straight in to that sweet and tender trap
    And you know you're lost and found and there ain't no going back
    Spend the rest of your life playing all the hardest games
    Just to get back to that place again
    And the memories oh how they stick to you
    You know there ain't a thing not a single thing you can do
    On Chisel Hill, yeah ... on Chisel Hill

    I've been ten thousand miles from this place and seen it I swear
    Woke up happy thinking that I was there
    It's the place I love it's where I wanna be
    And I won't give up 'till I get to see
    A little something in there to call my own
    Pass the time of day and head off home
    Evening shadows on the dry stone walls
    And the night draws in and the ale house calls
    And happy I will be
    When the road goes no further than what I see
    When past here it is nowhere to go
    And I ain't gonna give up 'till I get see
    Those angel eyes looking up at me
    The prince of peace and time is standing still
    On Chisel Hill

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