California کے بول

I stretched myself across four states New lands, west coast, where my dreams lay I trade amber clay roads for the Sea foam and the endless Sun rays 'Cause I was never told that I wasn't gonna get The things I want the most But people always say, If it hasn't happened yet Then maybe you should go Come get me out of California No leaves are brown I miss the seasons in Missouri My dying town Thought I'd be cool in California I'd make you proud To think I almost had it going But I let you down Too hard, to find reasons to stay Even true love could not persuade 'Cause I was never told that I wasn't gonna get The things I want the most But people always say: If it hasn't happened yet Then maybe you should go Come get me out of California No leaves are brown I miss the seasons in Missouri My dying town Thought I'd be cool in California I'd make you proud To think I almost had it going But I let you down Come get me out Come get me out Come get me out Come get me out Come get me out of California No leaves are brown I miss the seasons in Missouri My dying town Thought I'd be cool in California I'd make you proud To think I almost had it going But I let you down