The Pretenders - California

I don’t want to go back home.
There’s nothing to go back to.
No one to admit I never found what I ran away to pursue.
I’m happy to be away from the grey.
Happy to be far away.
When I feel the sunshine on my face.
It’s enough to make me weep.
Served my time in darkness.
And spent years asleep.
Ah there’s nothing to take me and the sky.
The California sky.
Oh California, maybe you’ll be the final resting place.
I’ll finally be free.
Oh California, I was just passing through.
I left everything I loved.
But I won’t be leaving you.
I thought all the places some.
I lost my baby, now I don’t want anyone.

I don’t want to go back home.
Anyway it’s too late.
I wanted fame and glory.
It just wasn’t my fate.
I’m happy to be going nowhere today,
In the hills above LA
Oh California, maybe you’ll be the final resting place.
Finally be free.
Oh California, I was just passing through.
I left everything I loved, but I won’t be leaving you.
I left everything I loved, but I won’t be leaving you.