I went out walking and you were not there They say you look familiar, famous and destined to win And they say you look Spanish with your long dark hair Well I may agree, but you do not see what I do And I know you're alone While you wait for me at home But I'll make you see You're not Spanish to me And I know that it's hard to see a change in me But I'd rather be home, in a kitchen with nothing to do And a lie is a failure and I'd fail if I say That I know the truth, that I have the answers for you But you know I'm alone While you wait for me at home But I'll make them see She's not Spanish to me So Lord let me dream and draw pictures of her I'm faithful you know, the clarity carried me through And truth spoke in anger is a means to an end Thread from the spool, drawing me back home to you But you know I'm alone While you wait for me at home But I'll make you see You're not Spanish to me