Standing in your shadow, afraid to go outside
I could listen to your music all night long
But the world keeps on changing; there's still no place to hide
I know that we can't change it with a song

One hand on the keyboard and moonlight fills the room
One hand on the Ebro, no regrets
One hand on tomorrow reaching for the sun
One hand on the sun that never sets

The white cliffs of Gandesa lie sleeping in the rain
I guess some places always have their kings
And now I hear you singing the forgotten songs of Spain
I wish we could remember all those things

One hand on the keyboard and moonlight fills the room
One hand on the Ebro, no regrets
One hand on tomorrow reaching for the sun
One hand on the sun that never sets

I thought that I had trouble when I was on the loose
That must have been our carnival instead
And now I hear our children, they're singing "What's the use?"
They drop a little something for their head

One hand on the keyboard and moonlight fills the room
One hand on the Ebro, no regrets
One hand on tomorrow reaching for the sun
One hand on the sun that never sets