Spain

Yesterday, just a photograph of yesterday...
And all it's edges folded and the corners faded sepia brown.
And yet it's all I have of our past love,
A post script to it's ending.
Brighter days, I can see such brighter days.
When every song we sang is sung again.
And now we know, we know this time it's for good.
And we're lovers once again...and you're near me.
I can remember the rain in December, the leaves of 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 my yesterdays,
Yes today I can say.
I get a kick every time they play...that spain again!
I can remember the rain in December, the leaves of brown, on the ground...
Our love was a spanish fiesta
The bright lights and songs were our joy each day!
And the nights were the heat of yearning.
I can recall my desire
Every reverie is on fire
And I get a picture of all my yesterdays,
Yes today I can say.
I get a kick every time I see...you gaze at me
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 castenettes
And forever we'll know their meaning.
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 I see you gaze at me.
[keyboard solo]
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 castenettes
And forever we'll know their meaning.
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 I see you gaze at me.
[vocal solos]
You gaze at me...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 castenettes
And forever we'll know their meaning.
I can remember the rain in December
The leaves of brown, tumbling down.
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 when i'm here to sing that Spain.