Oh my my Look what I've done I'm on the run I've got California I kissed you goodbye with a tear in my eye I packed up my truck and went for a drive
These white yellow lines These angel filled skies The Road might be long But it's my road tonight
It's a Leonard Cohen song A Buddah/Allah Monk You can be anything you want I'm an Italian Catholic punk and I'm on my way On my way Oh la la lo, I'm on my way
The ocean appears The wind slaps my face Oh, Shangri La What a beautiful place I'm nervous but steady I'm scared but I'm ready No turning back 3000 miles in a Chevy And I slam on the breaks Put my toes in the sand Look to the consellations And I throw up my hands
I said, God be my driver God, be my lighter Nobody ages I guess nobody dies here
I'll be careful for what I wish for in this life Cause I know, I'll miss yesterday I'll come back to you before I'm old and grey I'll come home But it seems so far away
The sky turned red The ocean pulled away What the hell's going on How come no one's afraid I said hey Mr Soul What you got for me I pulled out my wallet I know nothing here's free
And God do you back this This town is a black list Oh boy what a big mess Even Mickey's on acid
I'm willing, and able My cards are on this fable Come on, Alice, we're too good to wait tables
I'll be careful for what I wish for in this life Cause I know, I'll miss yesterday I'll come back to you before I'm old and grey I'll come home...it seems so far away Seems so far away You're so far away
Oh ohohaoh and oh ohohaoh Oh
Oh my my what have I done? What have I done? I went to California I'm gonna leave California...
Compositores: Michael Maida (Raine Maida), Chantal Thelma-ramupriya Kreviazuk ECAD: Obra #2135679