In the middle of the night comes a distant dream
there's a voice in my head, and it's yours it seems
a pure tone of which I'll never tire
I hear the force of an angel choir
singing along to your strings of Flamenco Fire.
In the middle of the night comes a longing wish
for your voice for your footsteps tp grace my way
for dulcet tones in the still of night
as I lay on my pillow and the world seems right
a reverie in your glow of flamenco fire.
Fire. Flamenco Fire ,
Crash land to my fact
to my here and now,
Want to leave all my thoughts
please won't you take me back there now
Take me back to your place of flamenco fire
Take me back to your place of flamenco fire.
I do my best to relax and go back to sleep
but that song in my head just won't release me.
It's playing on as I walk the wire
I try make sense of these dizzy heights
in this world where I miss your flamenco fire.
How I miss your Flamenco Fire.