Going to California

Spend my days with a woman unkind

Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine

Made up my mind, 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 them tell you that they're all the same

Oh, the sea was red and the sky was grey

I wonder how tomorrow could ever follow today

Mountains and the canyons start to tremble and shake

The children of the sun begin to awake

Watch out

It seems that the wrath of the gods got a punch on the nose

And it's starting to flow, I think I might be sinking

Throw me a line, if I reach it in time

Meet you up there where the path runs straight and high

Find a queen without a king

They say she plays guitar and cries and sings, la-la-la

Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn

Trying to find a woman who's never, never, never been born

Standing on a hill in the mountain of dreams

Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems