Karaoké Spain (I Can Recall) Al Jarreau

Yesterday

Just a photograph of yesterday

And all its edges folded and the corners faded sleepy brown

And yet it's all

I have of our past love a post script 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 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 five

I get a picture of all my yesterdays

Yesterday I can say

I get a kick every time they play that Spain again

I can remember the rain in December the leaves of 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 five

I get a picture of all my yesterdays

Yesterday 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 castenettes

And forever we'll know their meaning

I can recall my desire every reverie is on five

I get a picture of all my yesterdays

Yesterday 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 sounds of our hearts beat like castenettes

And forever we'll know their meaning

I can recall my desire every reverie is on five

I get a picture of all my yesterdays

Yesterday 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 sounds of our hearts beat like castenettes

And forever we'll know their meaning

I can remember the rain in December the leaves of brown tembling 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 five

I get a picture of all my yesterdays

Yesterday I can say

I get a kick and I'm here to say her Spain whoa, hey