Tarifa - Acoustic

I was like a satellite across the ocean
Finding its way didn't go back
Not until the rest is gone a path is chosen
And I'm in your hands

So come with me as you are
The wind over old Tarifa wild again
Held in the hand of God
I had a dream that I would take you there

Under an Atlantic sky I'm crossing over
Lucky as the thousand stars that line overhead
Know they mean the same to me as your devotion
It's all that I have

So come with me as you are
The wind over old Tarifa wild again
Held in the hand of God
I had a dream that I would take you there

Ya viene el sol
Al fin de un siglo
Ya viene el sol
Al fin de un siglo
Ya viene el sol
Al fin de un siglo
Al fin de un siglo



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua James Edwards, Pilo Adami
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