Lyrics

Leaving London in the pouring rain Climbed high into the blue again Over Europe, above an ocean I was out on my own On the tarmac, sunlight in my eyes Like a furnace, half hypnotized In the haze I saw the mainland Then I knew you were home Spain... I finally came to Spain Across the straits in Spain Where I want to be Won't you come home with me? Battered taxis in the marketplace Narrow streets, little alleyways I was restless, kind of breathless Still trapped in the past Nightfall under the battlements Sidewalk cafes and mandolins Across a table in the lamplight When I met you at last Spain... I finally came to Spain Across the straits in Spain Where I want to be Won't you come home with me? Spain... you finally found me Spain... your arms around me Spain... where I want to stay Won't you come home Don't go, won't you stay with me Leave home, fly away with me Who will find us or remind us When our moment is gone Spain... I finally came to Spain Across the straits in Spain Where I want to be Won't you come home with me? Spain... you finally found me Spain... your arms around me Spain... where I want to stay Won't you come home
Writer(s): Tom Robinson, Peter Christopher Acock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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