Curse of the Traveller

On the restless road to nowhere There's no certain peace it seems Desire to keep on moving Till the river of dreams Is it just because someone told you Is it just because you found Old freedom feels uneasy when duty is around When allegiance asks the questions Old freedom twists and turns And chokes on codes of honour On the sword of no return And it's the curse of the traveller The curse of the traveller Got a hold of me And it won't let you be And in sleepless nights You'll call her name And feel loneliness cold to the bone And when the daylight breaks This old tired heart aches To be such a long way, such a long way from home And you long for the harbourlights But you'll never be free Of the craving for refuge And the call of the sea Always wanting to sell up But always needing to buy So till the road leads to somewhere And that river runs dry It's the curse of the traveller Ain't gonna let you be The curse of the traveller And it sure got a hold of me --- Curse of the Traveller - Chris Rea