The sound of our
The nights filled with
Every reverie is on fire
In Spain I did love and adore you
Every reverie is on fire
They dance to the melody
In Spain I did love and adore you
I can remember the
And tomorrow will bring you near me
And now we know
And I get a picture of
When every song we sang
As if dreaming
Heat of yearning
Yes, today
On the ground
Your eyes meet mine and
And the corners
I can say, "I get a kick every time
Rain in December
A postscript to its ending
And we're lovers once again
And the nights were the
And we live again
All our yesterdays
Were our joy each day
Yes, today
Brighter days
I can recall my desire
I can recall my desire
The nights filled with
I can remember the rain in December
We know this time it's for good
Joy were our yesterdays
The bright lights and songs
The nights filled with
Photograph of yesterday
All our yesterdays
The leaves are brown-
And forever we'll know their meaning
Your eyes meet mine
In Spain I did love and adore you
As if dreaming
Joy were our yesterdays
The leaves are brown -
And I get a picture of
Faded sepia brown
I see moments of history
Is sung again
I can say, "I get a kick everytime
And all its edges folded
And yet it's all I have
And they dance to the melody
On the ground
Joy were our yesterdays
I see you gaze at me."
You gaze at me
And you're near me
Of our past love
I see moments of history
And we live again
Our love was a Spanish fiesta
And tomorrow will bring you near me
I can see such brighter days
They play that, 'Spain," again"
Hearts beat like castanets
