Bags are packed, you’re ready to go
Make your way out of the New York snow
Shake these blues for California gold
I hear it’s warmer there

You’ve been dreaming of that sunny sky
Your kiss feels too much like goodbye
Cross my heart and hope to die
I’ll be true to you

Your plane touched down an hour ago
You called me just to say hello
I’ll be fine, at least, I suppose
How long could six months take?

And I know you’re got a job, it’s true
But I can’t help feeling the way I do
I wish I could love me without you
But that’s just not the case

Yeah, I miss you each and every time
It feels like losing a certain part of my mind
And I’m awake now, yes, it’s almost three
It’s just me in my bed, and you across the country

Sing me of the Golden Gate
The one in San Francisco bay
Tell me, did you like L.A.
Or is it what I’ve heard?

I hear that Fresno drinks like no one else
I’ve had a couple rounds myself
You’re happy, far as I can tell
With whiskey on my brain

Yeah, I miss you each and every time
It feels like losing a certain part of my mind
And I’m awake now, yes, it’s almost three
It’s just me in my bed, and you across the country


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