Buh buh dut dut dut!
Buh dut dut dut dut
Yesterday
Just a photograph of yesterday
With all it's edges folded
And the corners faded sepia brown
And Yet it's all I have of our past love
A post-script to it's ending
Brighter days
I can see such brighter days
When every song we sing
Is sung again and now we know
We know this time it's for good
And we're lovers once again
And you're near me
I can remember the rain of December
The leaves of brown (on the ground)
In Spain I did love and adore you
The nights filled with joy were our yesterdays
And tomorrow will bring you near me
I can recall my desire every reverie is on fire
And i get a picture of all my yesterdays
Yesterday I can say
I get a kick ev'ry time they play that Spain again
I can remember the rain of December
The leaves of brown (on the ground)
Our love was a Spanish fiesta
The bright lights and songs were a joy each day
And the nights were the heat of yearning
I can recall my desire every reverie is on fire
And i get a picture of all my yesterdays
Yesterday I can say I get kick ev'ry time I see you gaze at me
I see moments of history
Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody
And we'll Live again (live again)
As if dreaming
Oo Oo Oo Oo
The sound of our hearts beat like Castenets
And forever we'll know their meaning
I can recall my desire every reverie is on fire (oo!)
And i get a picture of all my yesterdays
Yesterday i can say I get a kick ev'ry time
I see you gaze at me
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Buh buh dut dut dut!
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Buh dut dut dut dut
Buh dut dut
Buh dl uh dut dut dut
Buh buh dut dut dut
Buh dut dut dut dut
Buh dut dut
Buh dl Uh dut dut dut
Buh dut dut dut dut
Buh buh dut dut dut
Buh buh dut dut dut
Doo (doo doo doo doo)
♪
You gaze at me I see moments of history
Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody
And we'll live again (live again)
As if dreaming (oh oh oh oh)
The sound of our hearts beat like Castenets
And forever we'll know their meaning
I can remember the rain of December
The leaves of brown on the ground
In Spain I did love and adore you
The Nights filled with joy were our yesterdays
And tomorrow will bring you near me
I can recall my desire every reverie is on fire
And i get a picture of all my yesterdays
Yesterday i can say i get a kick ev'ry time they play that Spain aaah
(Again) that Spain again