P-13

The crossroads of a western world
the sand beneath your feet
i swear you're a cool drink of water
in the midst of the desert heat
Like watching a surfer in the harbor
or a steamship sailing away
you're a diamond on an ocean floor
living it day by day
But you're changing california
in your own special way
you can't tell the difference, but it'll never be the same
you're changing california
ashes into stone
trying to find a place, you can finally call your own
The crossroads of a western world
the sunlight over your head
warm breezes in your face
soaking in the golden brown sand, you bled
Now you're staring out the window
into a pouring rain
don't hang your head in sorrow
don't ever fell ashamed
But you're changing california
in your own special way
you can't tell the difference, but it'll never be the same
you're changing california
ashes into stone
trying to find a place, you can finally call your own
You've since moved away from the sunlight
to an eastern darkened hell
but you still look to the sunlight
to the heaven from which you fell
But you're changing california
in your own special way
you can't tell the difference, but it'll never be the same
you're changing california
ashes into stone
trying to find a place, you can finally call your own
Changing california
traveled off to parts unknown
waiting for the moment, you finally get back home
But you're changing california
in your own special way
you can't tell the difference, but it'll never be the same
you're changing california
ashes into stone
trying to find a place, you can finally call your own