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Spanish Guitar A smoky room, a small cafe They come to hear you play And drink and dance the night away I sit out in the crowd And close my eyes Dream youre mine But you dont know You dont even know that I am there Chorus: I wish that I was in your arms Like that Spanish guitar And you would play me through the night Til the dawn I wish youd hold me in your arms Like that Spanish guitar All night long, all night long Id be your song, Id be your song Steal my heart with every note you play I pray youll look my way And hold me to your heart someday I long to be the one that you caress with tenderness And you dont know You dont even know that I exist Te sientas entre la gente Cierras tu ojos Y sueñas que soy tuyo Pero yo no se ni siquiera que estas ahi Me gustaria tenerte entre mis brazos amor I sit out in the crowd And close my eyes Dream youre mine And you dont know You dont even know that I exist
Posted on: Tue, 27 Jan 2015 03:37:10 +0000

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