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 postscript to it's ending
 Brighter days, I can see such brighter days
 When every song we sang is sung again
 And now we know this time's for good
 And we're lovers once again
 And you're near me
 I can remember the rain in December
 The leaves are brown on the ground
 In Spain I did love and adore you
 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 got a picture of all our yesterdays
 Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see that Spain again
 I can remember the rain in December
 The leaves are brown on the ground
 Our love was a Spanish fiesta
 The night fill with joy were our yesterdays
 And tomorrow will bring you near me
 I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire
 And I got a picture of all our yesterdays
 Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime 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 castanets
 And forever we know their meaning
 I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire
 And I got a picture of all our yesterdays
 Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see that Spain again
 I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire
 And I got a picture of all our yesterdays
 Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see you gaze at me
 I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire
 And I got a picture of all our yesterdays
 Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see you gaze at me
 I see moments of history
 Your eyes meet mine
 And we dance to the melody
 And we live again, as if dreaming
 The sound of our hearts beat like castanets
 And forever we know their meaning
 I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire
 And I got a picture of all our yesterdays
 Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see that Spain again
 I can remember the rain in December
 The leaves are brown on the ground
 Our love was a Spanish fiesta
 The night fill with joy were our yesterdays
 And tomorrow will bring you near me
 I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire
 And I got a picture of all our yesterdays
 Yesterday, I can say. I got a kick everytime I see that Spain
 that Spain again