Dreams of Bercelona

DREAMS OF BARCELONA
Maddie McGuire
(c) GirlMoon Music

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The amber sun sets o'er brownstone faces,
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The cathedrals throw shadows in places,
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That create these,
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Dreams of Barcelona.

Like photographs that we've all seen,
And all those postcards you sent to me,
Don't compare to these,
Dreams of Barcelona.

A velvet robe standing in the window,
With a breeze the mystery's shown,
In these phantom,
Dreams of Barcelona.

Like wild epics and tales long gone,
Romances that last after the dawn,
I'm stuck in these,
Dreams of Barcelona.

All the birds seem to flock on cue,
And the only thing missing is you,
In these montage,
Dreams of Barcelona.

The merchant call sound o'er the crowd,
Though now the sun sun is setting down,
Over all of my,
Dreams of Barcelona.

It feels like an ancient story told,
When this wind blows a slight cold,
Under the nightly,
Dreams of Barcelona.

It's a long way down from this perch,
This bell tower aiding in m search,
For truth in these,
Dreams of Barcelona.

The glowing dawn wakes me back now,
To the world that doesn't know how,
to exist outside these
Dreams of Barcelona.