Kyle Thompson: Music

MEXICO CITY SUNRISE


IT’S LATE AND THE MEXICAN NIGHT…
IS RAININ’ ON US TONIGHT…
AS WE CUT ACROSS THE AVENUES OF CANTINAS…
SENORITA…SO LOVELY…GOODNIGHT…

SO ALONE …I MOVE SADLY THROUGH TOWN
TAKIN’ NOTES ON THE SADNESS I FOUND…
IN MY POCKETS…LITTLE MONEY , BUT IN MY HEART…
HOW I LOVED HER…RIGHT FROM THE START…

AND I DON’T EVER WANT TO LET IT SHOW…
AS I STAGGER OFF WITH NO PLACE LEFT TO GO…
I LOVE HER BUT SHE WON’T EVER KNOW…
THAT I DROWN IN THE DEPTHS OF HER SORROW…

WELL A FREIGHT TRAIN ROLLS TO THE NORTH…
AND I COULD RIDE HER…FOR WHAT IT’S ALL WORTH…
BUT TONIGHT I’M GONNA STAY HERE UNDER THIS SPELL…
UNTIL THE MORNIN’S TEQUILA SUNRISE…