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Waiting for a Blue Sky - Chris Rea
He sits upon the empty sand
And gazes up to the endless grey
The weathered face
And battered hands
Protest the soul
That carried them so far this way
The beaten skin
Is turning to a wrinkled smile
And his eyes light up
To give his soul away
He said I'm waiting for a blue sky
I am waiting for a bright day
I'll be there thru the wind and rain
Don't care what anybody says
I'm waiting for a morning bright
That fills the day with all its clean bright light
I'm waiting for a blue sky
I'm waiting for a blue sky
Blue sky blue sky
Oh I'm waiting for a blue sky
I am waiting for a bright day
I'll be here thru the wind and rain
I don't care what anybody else says
I'm waiting for a morning bright
That fills the day with all its clean bright light
I'm waiting for a blue sky
Blue sky yeah
I take a look for blue sky yeah yeah
I wanna waiting for a blue blue sky
Blue sky
I take a look for blue sky
Sky sky sky sky sky sky