Died in the night walking on streets with no mind on
Many souls like mine for sale on roads
It’s my doom on this church of elvis lp’s
Almost a satire but still a good amy’s track

My heart is a spanish sahara

Island of love my bare feet has torn apart
But I still keep my head lying on your shoulder forever
My broken heart made me this machine
An open door of confessions and dry tears

My heart is a spanish sahara

Died in the night walking on streets with no mind on
Many souls like mine for sale on roads

My heart is a spanish sahara