Looking California

I knew that I lost touch as I watched the birds fly north this winter

Their instincts they tell so much and I can't even decide on dinner

It don't get easier as you get older

Your hair grows thin and your body colder

Is it too late

To have a change of fate

It was so much easier yesterday

Is it too late

To have a change of fate

It was so much easier yesterday

Time keeps passing me by

The roots I've laid withered away

With nothing left to tie

Me to this home

With a door you shouldn't knock

Oh I'll look up, lose focus on

The ever ticking clock