Valencia Songtext
von Jackopierce

She dreams in Spanish
She calls herself Rosa the
Color of life, color of love
A bottle of pills and a note from Aunt Teresa and
Six one dollar bills
She′s in love with Miguel
The man from the bakery
29 years old but without a wife
She sees the world from another side of reason she'd
Like to correct his life

She hates the cold
It′s not like her native Valencia where she
Picks fruit from right of the tree
Half sisters think she's mad with the moon but
Not her sister Emily


She talks to the priest
She walks in the garden they
Tell her things she wants to hear
Physical beauty is something God gives you
Not something to fear
She's the most beautiful girl in Valencia and all the
Spanish boys stare at her still
Daydreams are filled with coatings and chocolates no
Phone or electricity bills

She hates the cold
It′s not like her native Valencia where she
Picks fruit from right off the tree
Half sisters think she mad with the moon but
Not her sister Emily

She hates the cold
It′s not like her native Valencia where she
Picks fruit from right off the tree
Half sisters think she's mad with the moon but
Not her sister Emily

She dreams in Spanish sometimes
She thinks she′s beautiful
So she must be beautiful