[Intro]
Hey, Catalonia, I was just getting to know ya
When you stumble down those streets tonight
Just know you'll be on my mind
You'll be on my mind
[Verse 1]
The streets still radiate with heat, we hang onto the summer
Pour me a tall dry Vermouth and take me undercover
Spend another night with you in our sweet disorder
The seaside always fills the air all through the Gothic Quarter
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, somehow, I got to walk you home
And oh, I guess I forgot to take it slow
Oh, you take me places I can't go alone, alone
[Chorus]
Hey, Catalonia, I can hear you across the ocean
All the storiеs that we left behind, I trust you'rе my alibi
Hey, Catalonia, I was just getting to know ya
When you stumble down those streets tonight
Just know you'll be on my mind
[Post-Chorus]
You'll be on my mind
[Verse 2]
Across the square, we hear the bells
Toll midnight in the churches
Another stroll to nowhere, under olive trees and arches
Climb up to your terrace, look out over the rooftops
Intoxicating moments, in the moment so lost
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, somehow, I got to walk you home
And oh, I guess I forgot to take it slow
Oh, you take me places I can't go alone, alone
[Chorus]
Hey, Catalonia, I can hear you across the ocean
All the stories that we left behind, I trust you're my alibi
Hey, Catalonia, I was just getting to know ya
When you stumble down those streets tonight
Just know you'll be on my mind
[Post-Chorus]
You'll be on my mind
On my mind
On my mind
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, you take me places I can't go alone, alone
[Chorus]
Hey, Catalonia, I can hear you across the ocean
All the stories that we left behind, I trust you're my alibi
Hey, Catalonia, I was just getting to know ya
When you stumble down those streets tonight
Just know you'll be on my mind
[Post-Chorus]
You'll be on my mind
On my mind
On my mind
Catalonia was written by Vance Joy & Dave Bassett.
Catalonia was produced by Dave Bassett.
This is probably the most direct song. I can be a bit resistant to writing anything too autobiographical, but I wanted it to feel real and genuine, not like a tourism ad for Barcelona. So I’m saying exactly what happened. There’s the gothic quarter where we were living, drinking vermouth and walking...