Anica Russo - Coming Home (California) Lyrics

Always the one
Who didn't belong
Holding my heart
Right in my hand like a smoking gun
Ever since I was young

Dream of a place
Where it never rains
Where I fit in
Maybe somewhere by the ocean waves
Under the golden gate

Hope can be fleeting
And I got a feeling

I had a dream 'bout California
But maybe now I don't wanna go
What if I go to California
And it doesn't feel like coming home

The devil I know
Wherever I go
I end up alone
How many hearts lie awake at night
In the city where angels die?

Dreams can be blinding
My road needs refining

I had a dream 'bout California
But maybe now I don't wanna go
What if I go to California
And it doesn't feel like coming home

I had a dream 'bout California
But maybe I'm only chasing ghosts
What if I look into the mirror
And finally feel like coming home