| Hey there, California
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| I can hear you when I wake up
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| In the distance like the ocean
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| You calling me back to your side
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| Holding my breath in the night
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| I listen again for your song
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| At the table I am sitting
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| I know nothing but the meaning
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| Of the ones that I am missing
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| I hold on to each little time
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| You say a name and it’s mine
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| I listen again for your song
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| I am open, I am ready
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| I am forging through the mornings
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| Am I broken or unyielding
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| Am I some kind of fumbling light
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| Perfectly strung in your sight
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| I listen again for your song
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| In the meantime I’ll be alright
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| I’ll be alright
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| I will be fine
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| Hey there, California
|
| I can hear you when I wake up
|
| In the distance like the ocean
|
| You calling me back to your side
|
| Holding my breath in the night
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| I listen again for your song |