i aint singing about california,
or where i want to be.
somewhere sitting beside the ocean,
staring out at sea
no im somewhere in the middle,
and it’s as lonesome as can be.
the world’s never cared about us,
it’s just something to go see.
so i play the hand i’ve been dealt,
the best i know how.
but my desire never leaves me,
and i dream about the sea.
i aint singing about california,
or where i want to be.
somewhere sitting beside the ocean,
staring out at sea.
