SWEET MEMORIES

Uno de los momentos live de una vida y estoy seguro la tocó por mi email en su página a su ahora marido. Es que es un temazo...con una "peaso" letra...y el corto set acústico en Bilbao fue sentido, sentido (ésta,Blue y Fruits of My Labour, olé)
Ahí se me ve la cabeza...con un reloj negro , a la derecha, aplaudiendo hasta la extenuación.
Lallalalalalallallalalalalll...precioso lalalá...mejor que el de Massiel.

You wait in the car on the side of the road
Let me go and stand awhile, I wanna know you're there but I wanna be alone
If only for a minute or two
I wanna see what it feels like to be without you
I wanna know the touch of my own skin
Against the sun, against the wind
I walked out in a field, the grass was high, it brushed against my legs
I just stood and looked out at the open space and a farmhouse out a ways
And I wondered about the people who lived in it
And I wondered if they were happy and content
Were there children and a man and a wife?
Did she love him and take her hair down at night?
If I stray away too far from you, don't go and try to find me
It doesn't mean I don't love you, it doesn't mean I won't come back and
stay beside you
It only means I need a little time
To follow that unbroken line
To a place where the wild things grow
To a place where I used to always go
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la
La la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la
If only for a minute or two
I wanna see what it feels like to be without you
I wanna know the touch of my own skin
Against the sun, against the wind