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(*Orianthi, Anthony Mazza, Stefanie Ridel) |
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Going to California, I got my bags by the door* |
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And I'm ready to leave. |
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So yeah I'm moving forward, I'm on my way to find where I need to be. |
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Cause every moment now is what I believe somehow |
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Would be my reality, |
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'cause there's no other feelin like it. |
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The only way I can define it. |
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Cause yeah, I'm on my own, it somehow feels like home. |
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There's no other feeling like it |
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So real that I can't deny it, I don't feel alone, |
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It somehow feels like home. |
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Walking in California, making my way down Sunset... Boulevard. |
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Everyone looks familiar, so perfect like a picture... from a magazine. |
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Cause every moment now is what I believe somehow, will be my... Reality. |
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All right now... |
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'cause there's no other feelin like it. |
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The only way I can define it. |
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Cause yeah, I'm on my own, it somehow feels like home. |
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There's no other feeling like it |
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So real that I can't deny it, I don't feel alone, |
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It somehow feels like home. |
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They have never crossed my mind, I'll take a chance everytime |
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And I will spread my wings, I will spread my wings |
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I've never been afraid to try, put everything on the line. |
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On the line. Oooon the line, well alright right now. |
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Cause there's no other feeling like it |
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So real that I can't deny it, I don't feel alone, |
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It somehow feels like home. [x4] |
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Somehow feels like home to me. |
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Somehow feels like home. |
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Mmhmmm. |
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Somehow feels like home to me... |
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Walking in California, making my way down Sunset Boulevard. |