Oh Francisco
The wind in your sails, the clouds in your sky.
The trail of bread crumbs, that end at your door.
I'll be there waiting- waiting for more.
Alone in the sunrise, I'll swallow the moon.
Oh Francisco baby, I will love you until I die.
Oh Francisco maybe, maybe I can stay tonight.
Up over the rooftops, we're drunk on red wine.
El Camino feathers, oh how they fly.
I can't wait to see you and hold you again.
To sleep in your harbour, to bathe in your sin.
I need some romancing; I'm fresh out of jail.
Oh Francisco baby, I will you until I die.
Oh Francisco maybe, maybe I can stay tonight.
Convertible lovers cruising the heights,
Los Embarcadero; all the pretty lights.
This ride is held together by one little pin,
but I still wanna go faster.
I hope this never ends.
Oh Francisco baby, I will love you until I die.
Oh Francisco maybe, maybe I can stay tonight.
Autor(es): Danny Michel