California

Foggy windows, tragedies from before you came

Dusty letters, written before you knew my name and I've been thinking, you did the bare

minimum before and I never, I never ever even asked for more, asked for more

And you enter, tiptoed past the stars and the moon and lightning strikes when you're in the room

And I've never been to California but I feel like it's like you, I like you

I'm worried, I'm worried about ruining this and last time, last time I was only a kid

And I don't know, I don't know what I would do if I lost this, if I lost you

But no, no, this will stay a happy song cause I'll drown, I'll drown if I think about that too long

So here's another line, I'm running out of time, I'm running out of time, I'm running out of time