King of California

That hot Sunday in Texas Where I ate my tears for breakfast and drove out Your silence really said it As I took that final exit out of town Every once in a while through those Northern pines See the light that I turned off come on again 'Cause I've been born in the orange With the king of California, but no Not even the sun compares to you And I've been drowned in the sound of The Carolina mountains, but no Not even the rain hits like you do So what's the use? Can't change it now But the should've, would've, could'ves get so loud So what's the use? I've kissed around Oh, I've tried and I've tried But the flame just won't go out It won't go out Left my heart there on the concrete There with all your dirty laundry and where were you? Where were you? I never did recover I just painted all those days in shades of blue And where were you? Every once in a while through those Northern pines See the light that I turned off come on again 'Cause I've been born in the orange With the king of California, but no Not even the sun compares to you Oh, I've been drowned in the sound of The Carolina mountains, but no Not even the rain hits like you do So where do I Do I go now? Will I hate myself for not tracking you down? Oh, we're not kids We're all grown now But you're the closest thing to heaven that I've found So don't you let this flame burn out Well, I think I might've lost it 'Cause I just touched down in Austin on a one-way And I bet that you're out drinking in the bar you used to live in Let's see if this thing's burning, first round's on me