Paroles de Barcelona

Delicious food can't reach my mouth I want to eat but I just touch I love to give you presents on Tuesday night I love the way of your hair on morning's light I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona I want to meet you on the streets I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona Singing in Plaza for me Hold my hand, take me out Put your lips on my mouth Just your smile when things go right Just your eyes to my eyes I love to give you presents on Tuesday night I love the way of your hair on the morning's light I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona I want to meet you on the streets I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona Singing in Plaza for me I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona I want to meet you on the streets I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona Singing in Plaza for me