I see California,
I know it's there,
I'm not quite sure,
where this is going.

I'll stop slurring,
When it stops snowing.

Can't get you off my mind.

Funny feelings hit the ceiling,
Radio turned down low.

Nows my chance,
To teach you something new,
About the way Ive fallen.


It's true,
Rain or shine,
Busy burying thoughts,
I stumble.

and I wonder, Yes i ponder

If you feel the same.
I know...
it's true.

You just can't let go of a grip,
Like this.
Recite words,
I love you.

I mean it

Ready and willing,
To share the sky.
 
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