Going to California

Spend my days with a woman unkind Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine Made up my mind to make a new start Going to California with an aching in my heart Someone told me there's a girl out there With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair Took my chances on a big jet plane Never let 'em tell you that they're all the same The sea was red and the sky was gray Wondering how tomorrow could ever follow today The mountains and the canyons start to tremble and shake The children of the sun began to wake (now watch out) Seems like the wrath of the gods Got a punch on the nose, and it started to flow I think I might be sinking Throw me a line, if I reach it in time I'll meet you up there where the path runs straight and high To find a queen without a king They say she plays guitar and cries and sings (Sing buddy) La La La La Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born Standing on a hill in a mountain of dreams Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems