She's the kind of girl that tends to brown
freckles on her elbows and her knees
And I'm the boy that passes through these towns
I leave before we find out what it means
I'll send a letter addressed to you
it says you're my California brown and blue
Another coast line gives into waves
it fades away
So I push through another hotel door
and I pull back the bed sheets till they break
and I sleep so hard I don't even dream
weightless in the arms of Golden Gate
The only music I want to hear is the sound of the last light left dissapears
Another songbird gives up it's wings
it fades away
dada dada dada
dada dada dada
I'll send a letter addressed to you
it says you're my California brown and blue
Another coast line gives into waves
it says your my California Golden Gate
The only music I want to hear is the sound of the last light that disapears
Another songbird gives up it's wings
it fades away
Another songbird gives up it's wings
it fades away