I am taking a plane to California
If you want to love me find me there
I don’t think you know about the ocean
This Lone Star state’s a cowboy’s affair
We served half this town from behind the counter
With half the rest we’d break bread on Sunday morn
After work stay up until the sunrise
At the diner you passed out on my shoulder
I want to love you and keep you
I want to take you west
Big Sur for sunset, Redwoods with good hearts
But I don’t think I’ll ever see you there
On smoke breaks I’d tell stories of the West Coast
I got family, mountains calling, Pacific dreams
You’d nod along while singing with the jukebox
You knew all the words, but were you hearing me?
I want to love you and keep you
I want to take you west
Big Sur for sunset, Redwoods with good hearts
Oh it’s longing that sticks
But I don’t think I’ll ever see you there
I’ll hold you tonight
We’ll slow down time
In the morning I’ll go
Flying by first light
But don’t say goodbye
I’m just heading home
And if you ever come to your senses
Find me where the mountains meet the sea
But if you never drop you suitcase on my doorstep
It won’t change anything for me