I’m going to California
I’m going to make a new start
With flowers in my eyes
A mountain of dreams in my heart.

I’ll be too scared to drive
I will sit inside and dream
Tryin’ to find a road that’s never, never, never busy
Telling myself its not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.

And when the wildfires come
And the sky is red
I’ll walk into the big grey sea
With my cell phone and my bed.

And after come the rains
The mountains start to tremble and shake
Everything I had is lost
To the sliding mud and quake.

Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I think I might be sinking
On such a winter's day
I’m California thinking.

I’m leaving California
With an aching in my heart
Everybody’s a dreamer
And nobody a star.