Barcelona Blues

I met you in Barcelona.
You just stood there in the rain.
I had too much sangria,
and you’re the one to blame.
I was saving all my troubles
for another rainy day.
'Cuz she promised you’d stand by me,
and chase this blues away.
I had to catch an early flight home.
I didn’t get a wink of sleep.
And night wasn’t as lonely,
and the dark didn’t make me weep.
I met you in Barcelona.
You just stood there in the rain.
I had too much tequila,
and you’re the one to blame.
And if I ever lose my faith in
whatever faith there is to lose,
I promise I’ll come get you,
and face the lonely blues.
I met you in Barcelona.
We just stood there in the rain.
I had too much sangria,
and you’re the one to blame.
Too much tequila.
And you’re the one to blame.