歌詞
And once in California we may find
the orange of the westering sun
comes into our path and our room,
and stays on our shoulders.
I've tried so many times, so many times
to get stronger.
And oh I'm grateful for you.
And oh I am afraid
of many things I should not fear if I believe,
and sunlight will be orange, then red- pink.
In Palos Verdes I will see the red kites
and the sky lift pink.
Let's go walk together
the streets blurred with weather.
In plain sight the beauty of someone may emerge.
What do you think?
Will I be what I should be, suddenly,
like when snow falls from the buildings?
( as Ive said so many times, so many times
I'm on repeat).
Once we're in California,
we may find the orange of the westering sun.
Let's go walk together
the streets blurred with weather.
In plain sight the beauty of someone may emerge.
What do you think?
Will I be what I should be, suddenly,
like an overnight field of blooming?
And cross so many miles, so many miles,
state lines turning?
Once we're in California we may find
the orange of the westering sun.
Written by: Karen Peris
