She stood by the window her hair flowing free
the stillness of evening the sound of the sea
and the music played on then a fire lit the sky
and her eyes filled with sadness but she could not cry
and it's all gone wrong - but what can you say
the song was not for today but me
well I'm not to blame, no I'm not to blame

So close I could touch her but knew I would not
the spell of the evening so calm yet still hot
and the music played on and the fire did die
my eyes filled with sadness but I could not cry
and it's all gone wrong - but what can you say
the song was not for today but me
well I'm not to blame, no I'm not to blame

and the song that we sang died like summer rain
there's nowhere to go to that evening in Spain
and it's all gone wrong - but what can you say
the song was not for today but me
well I'm not to blame, no I'm not to blame