California - Mick Flannery

Lady, come into my room

I’ll pretend I’m sleeping, half an eye on you

And slow, you take off your clothes

You knew I was watching, said «How'd you like the show?»

Then I told I loved you and you said «Yeah, I know.»

Babe I thought I could die before I’d ever let go

Well, I fell under a spell

All the love you gave me, I took it from myself

And no matter how you tried

I wouldn’t let you help me or look you in the eye

I remember the day that we said our goodbyes

Though I can’t for the life of me remember why

I’m still going to town not too often

Nails in my coffin

To Old Lang Syne

Every time, every time

I was afraid of time

If I didn’t change me, I would fall behind

And so I went on the road

On to California, here I am alone

I know how to do right but I’ve been getting it wrong

Now I’m sitting here hoping I’ll come back to form