She wakes up in the morning. In the same room that she's been in her whole life. And everything still looks the same. But the feeling of the room has changed in spite.
She plays it so dramatic, a silhouette of soul. It's automatic, he won't ever let go. She wants a tender lover, a clean and honest man. Why she keeps on running, I just don't understand.
I hear people talk. I see people walk. They seem so out of touch. I wanna get away so much. . All the clockwork toys. Are making too much noise. It's the machinery.
I thought I had been every place a man could be,. 'till I met a lady who brought me to my knees.. The day I stop loving is the day that I die,. But now I'm running from her game 'cause the lady is a lie..
I am more than you know, street lights and open roads. I am more than a face, stuck living in one place. So call me California. . Call me what you will.
You've got your priorities. Respect and loyalty. You've got your job and all your things. Your house and company. . Look around it's what you wanted. Look around it's what you started.