Hey Waiting by the phone for you, girl 1500 miles from you, girl Hey We're somewhere in the south of Sweden It looks like the garden of Eden Still I sigh for not belonging But I will never move to Spain I'd rather put up with the rain There is hope in the mundane So, let's not dwell on this again Mi amor Te necesito aqul Tu caior Mi amor Te quiero junto a mi Tu caior Hey With a view over the Mediterranean I can appreciate all things Scandinavian Hey What about the northern lights, girl? They're a perfect scene for our fights, girl I hear you sigh for not belonging Yes, I will always stay in Spain I could never stand the rain Where's the hope in the mundane? So, let's not dwell on this again Mi amor Te necesito aqui Tu calor Mi amor Te quiero junto a mi Tu calor