Lyrics Christmas California - Caleb Nichols

Who said you can never go home?
Who said you should never look back?
I think a liar said that
Someone who's life was a raft
On an island, a lonely little island
A rock in the middle of a deep dark sea

I love you more than you know
I hate this more than it shows
I don't know where I should go
I missed my boat I suppose
For the camera, smile for the camera
Make a little memory to beam back home

Where would you begin on your own?
How you gonna hack it alone?
In a fallow field the seeds you've sown
Won't grow. Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh!

Do you miss this, do you miss that?
Each Christmas, drunk off your ass
In the backseat try to make tracks
Where will you run to? You will run back
To your family— never gonna catch me
Never gonna grow up, never gonna grow old

Someone's gotta tell you so
& Someone's gonna tell you so
That someday you will grow into the mold
Uh-oh! Uh-0h! Uh-oh! Uh-oh!