California Song Lyrics
California by Amy Correia I'm moving out to California
to find my place in the sun
beneath the lemon trees
and I'm living on
oranges and gasoline
hummingbirds humming
helicopters hovering
California
will you take me in
to your soft brown hills
tiger lily thrills
California
Palm trees
look like spiders in a starry sky
they look as strange as I feel inside
my suitcase is heavy
'cause I packed it full of childish lies
nowhere left to run
California here I come
California
I was born in a small town
Sunday school
grandfather pines
Saturdays my mother
didn't bother me
making my mudpies under solitary skies