Spain
Al Jarreau
Spain
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I can remember the rain in December The leaves are brown ― On the ground. In Spain I did love and adore you. The nights filled with joy were our yesterdays. And tomorrow will bring you near me.
I can recall my desire. Every reverie is on fire. And I get a picture of all our yesterdays. Yes, today. I can say, 'I get a kick every time They play that, 'Spain', again.'
I see moments of history. Your eyes meet mine and They dance to the melody. And we live again As if dreaming.
The sound of our hearts beat like castanets. And forever we'll know their mea-ning. I can recall my desire. Every reverie is on fire And I get a picture of all our yesterdays Yes, today. I can say, 'I get a kick everytime I see you gaze at me
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