The Manhattan Transfer - Spain (I Can Recall) lyrics

Yesterday, just a photograph of yesterday And all its edges folded and the corners faded sepia brown And yet it's all I have of our past love A postscript to its ending Brighter days, I can see such brighter days When every song we sang 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 in December The leaves are 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 our yesterdays, yes, today I can say, I get a kick every time They play that, Spain, again I can remember the rain in December The leaves are brown on the ground Our love was a Spanish fiesta 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 get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, today I can say, I get a kick every time I 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'll know their meaning I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire And I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, today I can say, I get a kick every time I see you gaze at me 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'll know their meaning I can recall my desire, every reverie is on fire And I get a picture of all our yesterdays, yes, today I can say, I get a kick every time I see you gaze at me 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'll know their meaning I can remember the rain in December The leaves are brown tumbling down 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 our yesterdays, yes, today I can say, I get a kick and I'm here to say Here, Spain, again