Just out of reach is the gold your rushing
For with bags under your eyes
I’ve been chasing a rainbow
Wound up at your door, wanna see the other side
It’s not quite like I imagined, like I did before
When you’re pouring all your heart out
But you’re lying on the floor
All these cigarettes and hotels
Could be what you’re looking for
But it’s not what you expected
And you’re left wanting more
Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California
See everybody thinks they know ya
They’re only seeing what they wanna
Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California
We can dance in the streets
With the Sun upon our skin
And wake up feeling burned
Under stars, we could freeze
Cause we’ve gotten used to heat
Where seasons never turn
It’s not quite like I imagined, like I did before
When you’re pouring all your heart out
But you’re lying on the floor
All these cigarettes and hotels
Could be what you’re looking for
But it’s not what you expected
And you’re left wanting more
Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California
See everybody thinks they know ya
They’re only seeing what they wanna
Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California
Talk about the pretty parts
The ones you see on film
Happiness and skinny legs and living on a hill
Don’t talk about the lonely parts
The loneliness you feel
You probably always will
Cause it gets dark in California
I know it well better than most ya
Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California
See everybody thinks they know ya
They’re only seeing what they wanna
Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California
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