Whoa, it's morning. and we slept the night away. it happened. now we can't turn back the hands of time, no, no. yes we've stolen this moment. we forgot to face one simple fact.
This is the place. They say. People come from far far far away. To find their dreams. Chasin' down these meteors and comets called dreams. (Chasin' em chasin' em chasin' em).
Kalifornia, have you gone wild?. I'm sifting through your dark miles. reaching out for you. in the headlight's glare. but you're way to devious. to be aware.