springtime in tangier the sky s getting wider renewing its splendour the world s getting brighter setting out just like the sun that s never seen the rain stepping out we re homeward bound and never be the same ah we lay our hearts wide open ah we live mysterious days ah the spell cannot be broken ah we live mysterious days american writers now work in the attic up in the casbah there s plenty to worship shine again arabian moon and be the guiding light life is changing like the dunes wandering in the night ah we lay our hearts wide open ah we live mysterious days ah the spell cannot be broken ah we live mysterious days