California

I’m flooding on the rush. I’m just drown in my memories.

Trying to catch a straw but I always miss it.

The wind let me know I was wrecked on the land I’ve never come.

Every day is like a holiday. Circumstance is just like a snail.

Soak up the brightest sun makes me smile like a kid.

Remines me of the ice-cream dream I left but never melted.

Don’t feel like going home even if this is the set of Big Wednesday.

California spellbinding me.

Get on the cable cars. Merry-go-round in the town.

Everything, everywhere, every moment is brand-new.

I order a cheeseburger and super many French flies come.

I cannot explain it well but it makes me I wanna stay.

Soak up the brightest sun makes me smile like a kid.

Remines me of the ice-cream dream I left but never melted.

Don’t feel like going home even if this is the set of Big Wednesday.

California spellbinding me.

I erase my diaries. I’ll be a blank paper.

Now I know that which way to go.

I write another myself story from this page.

Soak up the brightest sun makes me smile like a kid.

Remines me of the ice-cream dream I left but never melted.

Don’t feel like going home even if this is the set of Big Wednesday.

California spellbinding me. Whoa oh oh oh . Yeah eh yeah.

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh. Whoa oh oh oh.