California . . .
an ocean now I come again before you
all alone with you
in the slipping of the sun
set on dreamers
repeats the faithful ones again
like water of the mountains that
it's the slipping of the sun
California . . .
an ocean now I come again before you
all alone with you
in the slipping of the sun
set on dreamers
repeats the faithful ones again
like water of the mountains that
it's the slipping of the sun