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With the lights dim, the record begins, country singer.Recline and tracing a line with your finger,across a map of North America.You lay the east to waste and arrivein California.Under the street lights, the dark's out of sight,there's no need to look back.But at the train tracks, you look out into the black,and you wonder,about endless timeand endless space.But you're good to go, so put on a showall you have to dois stand straight, and carry your weightin the cold lightof a crowded room,trying to catch someone's eye.Well, I've heard that the heart opens widein California.Letras de cancionesWell, I've heard there's no rest til you getto California.where the one's with hopego to be whole.Wonder how you spend your last breathin California. From Letras Mania