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Don't know what I was looking for when I went home, I found me alone |
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And sometimes I need someone to say, \"You'll be all right. What's on your mind?\" |
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But the water's shallow here and I am full of fear, and empty handed after two long years |
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Another sunny day in Californ-i-a |
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I'm sure back home they'd love to see it |
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But they don't know that what you love is ripped away |
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Before you get a chance to feel it |
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Back home I always thought I wanted so much more, now I'm not too sure |
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Cause sometimes I miss knowing someone's there for me and feeling free |
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Free to stand beside the ocean in moonlight |
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And light myself a smoke beneath the dark Atlantic sky |
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Another sunny day in Californ-i-a |
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I'm sure back home they'd love to see it |
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But they don't know that what you love is ripped away |
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Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it |
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Everybody here is living life in fear of falling out of line |
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Tearing lives apart and breaking lots of hearts just to pass the time |
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And the eyes get red in the back of your head, this place will make you blind |
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Put it all behind me and I'll be just fine |
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Another sunny day beneath this cloudless sky |
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Sometimes I wish that it would rain here |
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And wash away the west coast dreaming from my eyes |
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There's nothing real for them to see here |
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Another starry night in Californ-i-a |
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I'm sure back home they'd love to see it |
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But they don't know that what you love is ripped away |
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Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it |
