Sand In My Shoes Songtext
von Carol Welsman

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 hadn′t the strength to refuse
Darling, the sand is in my shoes

Deep in my veins
The sensuous strains of the soft guitar
Deep in my soul
The thunderous roll of a tropic sea
Under the stars
That was Havana


You are the moonlight 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

Deep in my veins
The sensuous strains of the soft guitar
Deep in my soul
The thunderous roll of a tropic sea
Under the stars
That was Havana

You are the moonlight 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

Darling, the sand
You are the moonlight memory I can't seem to lose
Oh, darling, the sand in my shoes