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Lyrics:
Barcelona
The heat spreads like a blanket on a hazy afternoon, saved only by a gentle breeze
which carries many tunes.
TVs blaring and radios, the wail of police cars and gypsies playing concertinas in the cafes and the bars.
A big ship sounds its fog horn, like a mournful mating call.
In the night like we were passing, touching chords that said it all.
Lying naked on the beach, with the rhythm of the sea... the city that has everything is ringing bells for me.
Barcelona, on my own, away under the stars.
Watching the world passing from the Cafe Miramar.
Barcelona home-from-home, alone, but not too far,
from times when two will tango to the sound of your guitar.
Barcelona...
Lost in ancient alleyways, I am inside Gaudi's mind.
Like Christopher Columbus, I will seek, and I will find.
Fantasies in clay and stone and dreams in soaring towers.
The city that has everything has found me in its power.
Barcelona, on my own, away under the stars.
Watching the world passing from the Cafe Miramar.
Barcelona home-from-home, alone, but not too far,
from times when two will tango to the sound of your guitar.
Barcelona...
Word and music by Thom Topham © Copyright Control. All Rights Reserved.
Produced By Steve Swindells.
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