someday i'll listen to my heart
and know it's tearing me apart.
the echo tells me i can't stay
for one more minute,
for one more day.
someday i'll open up a door
that leads me to some distant sh*r*.
i'll listen only to the sound
of my bare feet
upon the ground.
i'll taste the wine in kingston harbor,
i'll sing a song in old san juan.
i'll kiss a girl in barcelona,
then i'll be free
to carry on.
someday i'll find out how to give
and when i do i'll start to live.
i'll cast my eyes up to the sky
and catch a star
and wave goodbye.
i'll taste the wine in kingston harbor,
i'll sing a song in old san juan.
i'll kiss a girl in barcelona,
then i'll be free
to carry on.
i'll taste the wine in kingston harbor,
i'll sing a song in old san juan.
i'll kiss a girl in barcelona,
then i'll be free
to carry on.
i'll taste the wine in kingston harbor,
i'll sing a song in old san juan.
i'll kiss a girl in barcelona,
then i'll be free
to carry on.
and know it's tearing me apart.
the echo tells me i can't stay
for one more minute,
for one more day.
someday i'll open up a door
that leads me to some distant sh*r*.
i'll listen only to the sound
of my bare feet
upon the ground.
i'll taste the wine in kingston harbor,
i'll sing a song in old san juan.
i'll kiss a girl in barcelona,
then i'll be free
to carry on.
someday i'll find out how to give
and when i do i'll start to live.
i'll cast my eyes up to the sky
and catch a star
and wave goodbye.
i'll taste the wine in kingston harbor,
i'll sing a song in old san juan.
i'll kiss a girl in barcelona,
then i'll be free
to carry on.
i'll taste the wine in kingston harbor,
i'll sing a song in old san juan.
i'll kiss a girl in barcelona,
then i'll be free
to carry on.
i'll taste the wine in kingston harbor,
i'll sing a song in old san juan.
i'll kiss a girl in barcelona,
then i'll be free
to carry on.