Reaching Out (Live) - Queen

I've dreamed of calling Paris home Now everything just seems a mess Surrounded, but so alone Expected to be this huge success It's best to just forget it all A fantasy and nothing more Just paper dreams build to fall Hang it all up and close the door Reaching out, to find the person I can be Is it enough to just be me? I feel like setting myself free I've got dreams to see me through But will they just remain inside? I want to see the world brand new Why do I always run and hide? Reaching out, to find the person I can be Is it enough to just be me? I feel like setting myself free I need this now To say the things I want to say There's got to be another way I want to leave, I need to stay Is it enough to just be me? Is it enough to just be me?

Reaching out for something to hold For something to hold... Reaching out... For something to hold For something to hold... Reaching out for something to hold Though it seems I laugh when I can't find What I'm searching for And I still believe that you know What I'm looking for Though it seems I laugh when I can't find What I'm searching for And I still believe that you know Reaching out for something to hold For something to hold... Reaching out for something to hold For something to hold... Though it seems I laugh when I can't find What I'm searching for And I still believe that you know What I'm looking for Though it seems I laugh when I can't find What I'm searching for And I still believe that you know Reaching out for something to hold For something to hold... Reaching out for something to hold For something to hold...

See how the child reaches out instinctively To feel how fire will feel See how the man reaches out instinctively For what he cannot have The pull and the push of it all Reaching out for the hand Reaching out for the hand that smacked Reaching out for that hand to hold Reaching out for the Star Reaching out for the Star that explodes Reaching out for Mama See how the flower leans instinctively Toward the light See how the heart reaches out instinctively For no reason but to touch The pull and the push of it all Reaching out for the hand Reaching out for the hand that smacked Reaching out for that hand to hold Reaching out for the Star Reaching out for the Star that explodes Reaching out for Mama Can't we see? Reaching out for Mama

God, I wish that you could see me See my soul and my desire Yeah, I wish that you could hear me Through the sound of all these fires If it feels like I could hate you 'Cause the silence can't be hacked Know I'm screaming out forever Please come back, come back, come back All of those nights before this They're not like nights ahead It's like there's space between us Of things that won't need said Words like, "God, I miss you" For I'm still reaching out to you Through these deranged horizons The things we always knew What the hell are we still doing In the shadows of the night? Let the light and all the grace you have Just obliterate me right Know the last time that I saw you Is not the last page of the book Yeah, maybe I can hear the thunder But all I need is just one look All of those nights before this They're not like nights ahead Inside there's space between us Of things that won't need said Words like, "God, I miss you" For I'm still reaching out to you Through these deranged horizons The things we always knew Afraid to fall without you, so I'll wait Sweetest of my sins, the world create Holding onto love and hope you do I see it in your eyes, the memories Love me like no other history Holding onto love and hope you do All of those nights before this They're not like nights ahead Inside there's space between us Of things that won't need said Words like, "God, I miss you" For I'm still reaching out to you Through these deranged horizons The things we always knew Through these deranged horizons I'm still reaching out to you

The machine of a dream Such a clean machine With the pistons a pumpin' And the hubcaps all gleam When I'm holding your wheel All I hear is your gear With my hand on your grease gun Ooh, it's like a disease, son I'm in love with my car Got a feel for my automobile Get a grip on my boy-racer Rollbar Such a thrill when your radials squeal Told my girl I'd have to forget her Rather buy me a new carburetor So, she made tracks, saying "This is the end now" "Cars don't talk back" "They're just four-wheeled friends, now" When I'm holding your wheel All I hear is your gear When I'm cruisin' in overdrive Don't have to listen To no run-of-the-mill talk jive I'm in love with my car (In love with my car, in love with my car) Got a feel for my automobile I'm in love with my car (In love with my car, in love with my car) String back gloves in my automo-love

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah You're taking all my sunshine away Making out like you're the main line (I knew that) 'Cause you're a cool cat Tapping on the toe with a new hat Ooh, just cruising Driving along with the swing king Feeling the beat of my heart Feeling the beat of my heart Ooh, you're a cool cat Coming on strong with all the chit chat Ooh, you're alright Hanging out and stealing all the limelight Messing with the beat of my heart Ooh, messing with the beat of my heart, yeah You used to be a mean kid Ooh, making such a deal of life Ooh, you were wishing and hoping And waiting to really hit the big time But did it happen, happen? No, you're speeding to fast, slow down Slow down, you'd better slow down, slow down You really know how to set the mood And you really get inside the groove Cool cat Tapping on the toe with a new hat Ooh, just cruising Driving along like the swing king Feeling the beat of my heart Feeling the beat of my heart, yeah Feeling the beat of my heart Can you feel it? Feeling the beat of my heart, yeah, yeah Feeling the beat of my heart Ooh, ooh, feeling, feeling Feeling ev'ry feeling