The Wind That Rocks My Cradle

You wonder where I stayed last night
You wonder how I slept
You wonder did I hurt myself
No I laughed until I wept
I found myself out walking
Down by the Silver Strand
I thought about your tender kisses
And the touch of your right hand
Tonight we shared some melodies
In the back of Taylor’s Bar
Later on romantic stories
In the back of a German car

All the dreams that I have lately – like the highlights from a video
And the wind that rocks my cradle – blows all the way from Mexico
Blows all the way from Mexico – blows all the way from Mexico
Blows all the way from Mexico

At a party that I gate-crashed
Was it Latin was it Greek
Cos no one here seems to understand
The English that I speak
I’m not trying to do a Garbo - no
I just want I just want to be alone
Ever since I found the town I loved 
Is a long long way from home

I spent some time by the Spanish Arch
With a Belfast point of view
I awoke beside a stranger
In a song -  a song I thought I knew

All the dreams that I have lately – like the first time I heard stereo
And the wind that rocks my cradle – blows all the way from Mexico
Blows all the way from Mexico – blows all the way from Mexico
Blows all the way from Mexico – from Mexico – from Mexico
All the way and all the way and all the way from Mexico
To Galway from Mexico to Galway from Mexico