Testo di 'Back To California' di Steve Grand

Do you remember California? 20-oh-6?
You told me we could change this world
I had no doubt about it
I was always kind of awkward
You never seemed to mind
Just two kids in high school
What could we know about life?

You were my tiny dancer
Golden hair and yellow eyes
I was your disaster
Always brushing you aside, I didn't see it right then
But in the years that have gone by
I found I'll never know a better friend
Than this one I left behind, ohhhh

So you're getting married
I hope he’s nothing like our daddies
When we were young
And love was something so fucked-up
It’s sure had its toll on me

So it’s back to California in my mind
Petty arguments on bus rides in muted sunlight
We belong to California, young and free and wild
Where our dreams grew big as your yellow eyes
As they looked into mine

Do you remember summer nights? Out in the parking lot?
Checkin out those seniors? Man those drum-line boys were hot
And we danced under the street lamps, high off that summer heat
“Just two more years! Just two more years!” and we'd be outta here, ohh

Now we're getting older
The world's grown dark and colder
You're in law school
I'm a bar back in the neighborhood

So it’s back to California in my mind
Petty arguments on bus rides in muted sunlight
We belong to California, young and free and wild
Where our dreams grew big as your yellow eyes
As they looked into mine
As they looked into mine

Ooooohhh oooh ohhh
Ooooohhh oooh ohhh