California

Sometimes I think the strongest people hurt the most
No matter what they do, or dance, or think, or say
And there is California rising up from the coast
In my dreams and in my head

It’s alright there’ll be other times
California’s just another dream of mine
Oh, they come and they go
So slow

I think that if I walk the straightest line that I can
I’ll only think of how much straighter it can be
And there’s the thought of California in my hand
I grip it tight and carry it close to me

It’s alright there’ll be other times
California’s just another dream of mine
Oh, they come and they go
So slow

Sometime I wish that I could think in words
Except for all the times that I don’t have to speak
And I see California laced in colored swirls
Showing me the parts of me that will be weak

It’s alright there’ll be other times
California’s just another dream of mine
Oh, they come and they go
So slow