Letras
Sand in my shoes
Sand from Havana
Calling me to that ever so heavenly shore
Calling me back to you once more
Dreams in the night
Dreams of Havana
Dreams of a love I haven't the strength to refuse
Darling, the sand is in my shoes
Deep in my veins
The sensuous strains of the soft guitars
Deep in my soul
The thundering roll of the tropic sea under the stars
That was Havana
You are the moonlit memory I can't seem to lose
That's why my life's an endless cruise
All that is real is the feel of the sand in my shoes
That was Havana
You are the moonlit memory I can't seem to lose
That's why my life's an endless cruise
All that is real is the feel of the sand in my shoes
Sand in my shoes