In a motel with a bouquet in the ice pail
You can tell them I'm doing OK doing real well
I've got six strings in the morning
Rain danced on the roof last night
Moon rose without warning
Took its time crossing the sky
I could tell you about lonely roads and the high way
I could warn you about the trouble and the time it takes
But California woke up this morning with a sweet refrain
Yellow sun beat on the window
Light cut straight through the blinds
It was love that broke my sorrow
Like the day breaks the night
Yellow sun beat on the window
Light cut straight through the blinds
It was love that broke my sorrow
Like a day breaks a long night
In a motel with a bouquet in the ice pail
You can tell them I'm doing OK doing real well
