Sophie B. Hawkins - California Here I Come текст песни

You

Poor you

Playing so long but youre still not grooving

I see you running but I see you aint moving

And me

Pitiful me

I sleep with both eyes open but Im just not seeing

The forest let alone the trees

California here I come

Open up your golden arms

I had enough of the new york city slums

My brother he went before me

My God watch over me

California here I come

Can we stop

Obsessing

Theres food on the table lets count our blessings

How come we wanna be messing

Messing around

With the wild wild west

Must be a better life than this

How come

Some people got it all

Some people got none

I been banging my head against

The writing on the wall

But now

I just wanna have fun

California here I come

Open up your golden arms

I had enough of the new york city slums

My brother he went before me

My God watch over me

California here I come

California Ill be there

Let me fall into your hair

I wont be guilty for my new york city care

My sister come along with me

Our God is offering our share

California Ill be there