East End (The)

Gone To California
Well, I almost wish that you'd never wake up because if you did, you'd see that I was gone. I put love in front of my dreams for too long. I don't have the heart to tell you, so I'll write it in this poem. Long ago I made the promise to myself that if I had the chance I'd be gone to California. My dreams are dying, and I can't deny it. I haven't lived until I tried it. I'm gone to California. I just don't belong here. I've tried for way too long, dear. I was born with starry eyes to match the starry nights. I put love in front of my dreams for too long. I don't have the heart to tell you, so I'll write it in this poem. Long ago I made the promise to myself that if I had the chance I'd be gone to California. My dreams are dying, and I can't deny it. I haven't lived until I tried it. I'm gone to California. This is the mistake that I'll just have to make. From Letras Mania