Spain (I Can Recall)

Yesterday
Just a photograph of yesterday
And all its edges folded
And the coded faded sepia brown
And yet it's all I have of our past love
A post-script to its 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, you're near me
You're near
You're near me

But that's not all

I can remember the rain in December
The leaves were brown falling down
In Spain I did love and adore you
The nights filled with joy were our yesterdays
And the nights were our needs of yearning

I can recall my desire
Every memory 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

I can remember the rain in December
The leaves were brown falling down
Our love was a Spanish fiesta
The bright lights and sounds were our joy each day
And the nights were our needs of yearning

I can recall my desire
Every memory 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

I see moments of history
Your eyes meet mine
And they dance to the melody
As we live again as if dreaming

The sounds of our hearts beat like castanets
And forever we'll know their meaning

I can recall my desire
Every memory 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

You gaze at me
I see moments of history
Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody
As we live again as if dreaming

The sounds of our hearts beat like castanets
And forever we'll know their meaning

I can recall my desire
Every memory 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

You gaze at me
I see moments of history
Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody
As we live again oh as if dreaming

The sounds of our hearts beat like castanets
And forever we'll know their meaning

I can remember the rain in December
The leaves were brown falling down
Our love was a Spanish fiesta
The bright lights and sounds were our joy each day
And the nights were our needs of yearning

I can recall my desire
Every memory 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 that Spain
Whoa yeah ohh whoa yeah woo...