Barcelona Video (MV)

Heading back your way
Heading back over
To the cold shoulder of Ontario
And I'm tracing your face
With words to a page
That I found on the plane

And the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead here
And the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead
Or anything at all

And I had to leave that place
(As well as that damned city
Home to all the stress that
It'd bring me). So I
Packed up my words
Of lost hurt that I made
And I f*cked off to Spain

Cause the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead here
Cause the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead
Or anything at all

Heading back your way
Heading back over
To the cold shoulder of Ontario
And I'm tracing your face
With words to a page
That I found on the plane

Cause the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead here
Cause the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead
Or anything at all

I wanna be the grass that flicker
Like feathers on hill within a
Salted breeze
Under cool and kind weather
Shaped by the scent of the sea