This cocoon caught in Vesuvius' shadow. Only the ashes remain. And I waited there for you. Why couldn't you?. . Here we lie, waiting for something to startle.
There's a place your mother goes. When everybody else is soundly sleeping. Through the lights of beacon street. And if you listen, you can hear her weeping.
Take a long drive with me. On California One, California One. Take a long drive with me. On California One, California One. . And the road a-winding goes.