You swung my feet to the melody, of the trainnTo show me the shades about to fall, still movingnYou brought me down to the majesty, of your SpainnTo prove some things will stand some things will fall, movingnAnd I was okay, and proudnnWe danced all night to feel the pull, of the chainnTo try on the fate 'bout fall, with morningnI woke up to the majesty, of your SpainnSome things will standnSome things will fall, with morningnAnd I’ll be okay, and proudnnSome things will standnSome things will fall, movingnSome things will standnSome things will fall, movingnSome things will standnSome things will fall