| Warm rain, summer lightning
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| Broke the morning sway
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| Even now, I can hear your silence
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| When I felt you turn the page
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| But don’t you turn away
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| Oh, oh, I’m not wasting time
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| Oh, oh, I’m not blue, ooh
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| Oh, oh, I can’t change your mind
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| You can cut me loose
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| California’s pulling on ya
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| I did all I can
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| You need the waves and sand
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| All in all, I never thought you’d keep
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| Underwater, anyone like me
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| Alone and free in the deep end of the sea
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| Long days in the canyon
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| Dream through the window panes
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| Chasing shadows through shades and empty bottles
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| ‘Til I can’t feel the light of day
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| And I don’t hear a word you say
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| Oh, oh, I’m not wasting time
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| Oh, oh, I’m not blue, ooh
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| Oh, oh, I can’t change your mind
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| You can cut me loose
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| California’s pulling on ya
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| I did all I can
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| You need the waves and sand
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| All in all, I never thought you’d keep
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| Underwater, anyone like me
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| Alone and free in the deep end of the sea
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| California en las arenas
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| Con mi niña en la cascada |