| Song | Ride On |
| Artist | Chris Rea |
| Album | Dancing Down the Stony Road |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I got something in my pocket that makes it hard for me to stay | |
| When I lay down I can feel it, every night and every day | |
| It's a dream I can't get hold of, it's a certain way to be | |
| Lord knows I try to lose it, but it will not let me be. | |
| Ride on, ride on | |
| Is it something that I'm needing, is it something that I fear | |
| Am I chasing or am I running? do I want it to be here? | |
| So strap your scars up, pull your belt in tight | |
| Tell yourself it's worth the pain, 'till that something in your pocket | |
| Ain't never felt again | |
| Ride on, ride on, keep riding on. | |
| Are you looking out, for what's missing inside | |
| You can scream and shout, but you can never ever hide | |
| So strap your scars up, pull your belt in tight | |
| Tell yourself it's worth the pain | |
| To let something in your pocket | |
| Ain't never felt again | |
| Ride on, ride on, keep riding on. |
| I got something in my pocket that makes it hard for me to stay | |
| When I lay down I can feel it, every night and every day | |
| It' s a dream I can' t get hold of, it' s a certain way to be | |
| Lord knows I try to lose it, but it will not let me be. | |
| Ride on, ride on | |
| Is it something that I' m needing, is it something that I fear | |
| Am I chasing or am I running? do I want it to be here? | |
| So strap your scars up, pull your belt in tight | |
| Tell yourself it' s worth the pain, ' till that something in your pocket | |
| Ain' t never felt again | |
| Ride on, ride on, keep riding on. | |
| Are you looking out, for what' s missing inside | |
| You can scream and shout, but you can never ever hide | |
| So strap your scars up, pull your belt in tight | |
| Tell yourself it' s worth the pain | |
| To let something in your pocket | |
| Ain' t never felt again | |
| Ride on, ride on, keep riding on. |
| I got something in my pocket that makes it hard for me to stay | |
| When I lay down I can feel it, every night and every day | |
| It' s a dream I can' t get hold of, it' s a certain way to be | |
| Lord knows I try to lose it, but it will not let me be. | |
| Ride on, ride on | |
| Is it something that I' m needing, is it something that I fear | |
| Am I chasing or am I running? do I want it to be here? | |
| So strap your scars up, pull your belt in tight | |
| Tell yourself it' s worth the pain, ' till that something in your pocket | |
| Ain' t never felt again | |
| Ride on, ride on, keep riding on. | |
| Are you looking out, for what' s missing inside | |
| You can scream and shout, but you can never ever hide | |
| So strap your scars up, pull your belt in tight | |
| Tell yourself it' s worth the pain | |
| To let something in your pocket | |
| Ain' t never felt again | |
| Ride on, ride on, keep riding on. |