The Waves of Spain

Blow a small soap bubble higher
Chased by gulls gliding light blue skies

Quickly to you

I get lost, my eyes dematerialize
In a million fluorescent dots scattered wide

Quickly to you
Because it's true that I miss you

And even all my soul
It's running away
On a free seahorse
Taming the waves of Spain

I miss it all too...
Kisses in the air like butterflies
On Jasmine flowers have been alighting
And all over again fly

Blow a sailing boat towards right
Away from reflections of sunshine

Going quick to you who I miss, it's true

And even all my soul
It's running away
On a free seahorse
Taming the waves of Spain

Whoa... go follow the flow

And even all my soul
It's running away
On a free seahorse
Taming the waves...
With plankton... my soul
It's running away from body's place
On a free seahorse
Back to you babe...