This place feels so unfamiliar
And yet I know it well
I think I used to belong here
But the only way I can tell
Is that I miss you still
And I cannot find you here
You left me tattered and torn
Just like that Spanish doll
Sweet Spanish
Sweet Spanish
Doll
I went down to the alley way
(Sierra la Bonita)
And found that you were gone
(Si nunca te fueras)
You left no word no message
I still don't know exactly what went wrong
(Lagrima)
But now no matter where I go
I always seem to return
(Buscame)
To where you left me tattered and torn
(Estoy rompida mi muneca)
Just like that sweet Spanish doll
Sweet Spanish
Sweet Spanish
Doll
A memory guilded in red and gold
Spanish doll, de oro
(Of gold)
Beauty guarded and never sold
(Cuidame)
I keep it with me wherever I go
And I love you still
Recuerdame
No matter how a story will unfold
You know I always will
(Esta conmigo)
Have part of you here
In this souvenir
This sweet Spanish doll
A stranger in this world without you
Is all that I can ever be
All I know that's pure and clear
You left it with me here
In this souvenir
This sweet Spanish doll
We hear of a lovely daughter
Shot down in her mistaken flight
Unaware yet how her life will be affected
By this experience
Why is it a house of leaves?
Artist: Ron Sexsmith
Artist: Tasha Cobbs
Artist: Gilbert Osullivan
Artist: Helmet