Lyrics Time Spent in Los Angeles - (Live from the Rooftop, Los Angeles, CA 8.28.20) - Dawes

These days my friends don't seem to know me
Without my suitcase in my hand
And when I'm standing still
I seem to disappear

But maybe that's how I found you
Maybe that taught me exactly what I want
Maybe meeting you this far away from home
Is what makes it all so clear

'Cause you got that special kind of sadness
You got that tragic set of charms
That only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
Which make me wanna wrap you in my arms

Well people ask me where I come from
To see what it says about a man
I only end up giving bad directions
That never lead them there at all

It is something written in the headlights
It is something swimming in my drink
And if I were the moon
It would be exactly where I fall

'Cause you got that special kind of sadness
You got that tragic set of charms
That only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
Makes me wanna wrap you in my arms

I used to think someone would love me
For all the places that I've been
And the dirt that I've been gathering
Deep beneath my nails

But now I know I've been missing
And I'm going home to make it right
And I'll be battening the hatches
And pulling in the sails

'Cause you got that special kind of sadness
You got that tragic set of charms
That only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
Makes me wanna wrap you in my arms

You got that special kind of sadness
You got that tragic set of charms
That only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
Makes me wanna wrap you in my arms