Convalescing in Spain Songtext

Drink, relief, recovery

In the scratchy shade

Of a dusty almond tree

Boozing it up with friends I've made

Yeah, we laugh till we cry

They don't know my mind

Is oceans away

The people really like me here

My Spanish is getting better


But all I want to do is

Break away from them

And write you another letter

That I'll never send

I fold them into boats

Set them afloat in the

Neighborhood pool

The children love them till they

Sink and say, "Hagame uno mas!

Esos son muy cool!"



Running on the beach

Over the rocky part

I can almost forget that

Forgetting is the hardest part

That letting go

Is only a state of mind

That love is impure

That love is blind

I'm talkin' blinkers, baby



Running on the beach

Over the rocky part

I can almost forget that

Forgetting is the hardest part



Convalescing in Spain

I've been keeping a diary

And I must be getting well

Cause I write less of you

And more of me

Things like

Did we sleep through the best part?

Did we cry through the worst part?

Did we chinga through the good days?

Did we get stuck with the end?

Don't we cry when someone

Steals the show

Hate when it's someone we know?

Perhaps this is the best part

Convalescing in Spain



Perhaps this is the best part

Convalescing in Spain