Gone To California

Well, I almost wish that you'd never wake up
because if you did, you'd see that I was gone.

I put love in front of my dreams for too long.
I don't have the heart to tell you, so I'll write it in this poem.

Long ago I made the promise to myself
that if I had the chance I'd be gone to California.
My dreams are dying, and I can't deny it.
I haven't lived until I tried it.
I'm gone to California.

I just don't belong here.
I've tried for way too long, dear.
I was born with starry eyes to match the starry nights.

I put love in front of my dreams for too long.
I don't have the heart to tell you, so I'll write it in this poem.

Long ago I made the promise to myself
that if I had the chance I'd be gone to California.
My dreams are dying, and I can't deny it.
I haven't lived until I tried it.
I'm gone to California.

This is the mistake that I'll just have to make.