Hey there, California I can hear you when I wake up In the distance like the ocean You calling me back to your side Holding my breath in the night I listen again for your song
At the table I am sitting I know nothing but the meaning Of the ones that I am missing I hold on to each little time You say a name and it’s mine I listen again for your song
I am open, I am ready I am forging through the mornings Am I broken or unyielding Am I some kind of fumbling light Perfectly strung in your sight I listen again for your song
In the meantime I’ll be alright I’ll be alright I will be fine
Hey there, California I can hear you when I wake up In the distance like the ocean You calling me back to your side Holding my breath in the night I listen again for your song