California, here I come. Right back where I started from. Where bowers and flowers bloom in the sun. Each morning at dawning birdies sing and everything.
I saw you there. All I wanted was to start with you. Was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Till I made you care. . Yo, brother. You sure heard me. Banging on the big drums for your love.
You, poor you. Playin' too long. But you're still not groovin'. I see you runnin'. But I see you ain't movin'. . Me, pitiful me. I sleep with both eyes open.
I'm on the run for my life. It's seems that everything that you said was right. Has come undone, lost my sight. But have you ever thought you've done your best.