I have heard the news from Spain 

Now you say you've mamy things yet to be learning 

And you don't know if or when you'll be returning 

It depends on how 

Everything works out 

If it can somehow 

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And I have heard the news from Spain 

Now you've found someone you don't have to be tied to 

And he dried your eyes, and later he lay beside you 

As the simple wine 

Of the flow of time 

Pulled us out of rhyme 

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Into a taxi and down to the airport 

In only the clothes I was standing in 

A scribbled address, a toothbrush, a passport 

The money we saved in the biscuit tin 

Running afraid to a strange Spanish town 

Searching the sands and the shoreline... 



And I have heard the news from Spain 

Now the Winter winds possess the Southern reaches 

And the sea folds like a mantle on the beaches 

And the crowds have gone 

And I've left my song 

To be killed alone 

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