Las Palmas how you greet me,
Gentle rain,
All baked in sun,
Took the sea road, headed south to Vista Flor.
I will find you and remind you,
Of the sun,
And all the fun,
Toro Dos is worth returning for.
That's when the stress of everything,
Was replaced by a gold ring,
And from the balcony the sand dunes disappear.
I dreamt of Maspalomas,
And that Gran Canaria thing,
Getting tropical beside the pool.
On the cliff top we made a stop,
Just for now,
Cold glass of Mahou,
Oh gentle zephyr how you felt so cool.
That's when the dreams of yesterday,
Promised me that they would stay,
And from the balcony the sand dunes disappear into the sea.
Basking in the suntrap near the pool bar.
Laughing "˜cos the music sounded just like home,
They lit the town at nighttime,
And the river had run dry,
Since I'm always reading books,
I took a friend of Stephen King.
That's when the stress of everything,
Was replaced by a gold ring,
And from the balcony we witnessed everything there.
That's when the dreams of yesterday,
Promised me that they would stay,
And from the balcony we witness everything.
And, that's when the chambermaid comes in,
And smiles a greeting as she goes,
And as she hums so high,
The Maspalomas dunes hum deep"¦
Hum deep"¦
Sleep.
Sleep.
Dream.
Dream"¦