Walk down this narrow road
What you found, you tried to hold
And it made them come,
But then it made them go
And you thought you might trade your lonely for gold
Like loneliness it might let go
And it made you rich,
But then it made us poor
Chorus
When California came
Now I don't think you're coming back
I came just to tell you that, you are not to blame
California came
And I can feel it creeping into
what will be, while what has been
is trying hard to change
California came...
California
And all this tragedy unfolded
I fell out of my head, I know this.
And it made you run
But then it made you cold.
Chorus 2x
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