Well the rocks they are red
A we walk to the shore
And some people are
Home from working
To lie in the late afternoon
How high kites fly, laughter
Floats through air
As those drunken evenings
Vanish as my soul soars
For what are you searching
And when will it arrive?
Is it right that your true love
Suffers by your side?
Well the rocks they are red
As we walk onto the shore
And some people are
Home from working
To lie in the late afternoon
Oh oh, oh oh oh
2001 • How I Long To Feel That Summer In My Heart
1999 • Spanish Dance Troupe
1999 • Spanish Dance Troupe
1999 • Spanish Dance Troupe
1999 • Spanish Dance Troupe
1999 • Spanish Dance Troupe
2001 • How I Long To Feel That Summer In My Heart
2001 • How I Long To Feel That Summer In My Heart
2001 • How I Long To Feel That Summer In My Heart
2001 • How I Long To Feel That Summer In My Heart
2001 • How I Long To Feel That Summer In My Heart
1999 • Spanish Dance Troupe