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Nights in the hilltopsWe were looking for a friend's supply for stranger timesSpots on the asphaltrun together in a shiny mess of city sweatWe're all living out in CaliforniaTrying to find our spot in the shadeWe're gonna make it here in Californiabut we're running out of youth to wasteThe night is running dry and we're coming back for moreSomebody check the time before we all melt awayTomorrow's just a dream: we've forgotten it beforebut in the morning light we remember that the world is greySwimming through the ride backWe were flying through coastal plains in empty lanesWhile waterfront smokestacksPainted pillars on a morning sky with charcoal sighsWe're all living out in CaliforniaWhere everyone can put their feet in the sandWe're gonna make it here in CaliforniaTomorrow everything will turn out like we plannedThe night is running dry and we're coming back for moreSomebody check the time before we all melt awayTomorrow's just a dream: we've forgotten it beforebut in the morning light we remember that the world is greyCould somebody catch some colors for mePaint my eyes so the world looks lovely From Letras Mania