Текст песни The Edge of California, Part I (The Last Thing That L.a. Needs) - David Prince

Well I'm standing on the edge of California
With my old guitar and the solitary suitcase that I packed
It's about four hours from here to L.A.
And if I take this step across the state line
There's no turning back
I've come a long, long way from my little town in Idaho
And I know I've got a long, long way to go

But from what I've seen the last thing that L.A. needs
Is another star-struck kid who's got a dream
Part of me wants to go back where it's safe
Part of me wants to join the throngs
Who stalk the boulevard each night
So I'm standing on the edge of California
Trying to figure out which part of me is right

Now I'm standing on the edge of California
Got casinos right behind me
Miles of desert straight ahead
I always thought it might be kinda nice to see the ocean
And all the places that I've dreamed about from magazines I've read
Places like the Whiskey, Roxy and the Troubadour
And Dan Tana's, where the famous eat spaghetti right next door

But from what I've seen the last thing that L.A. needs
Is another star-struck kid who's got a dream
Part of me wants to go back where it's safe
Part of me wants to join the throngs
Who stalk the boulevard each night
So I'm standing on the edge of California
Trying to figure out which part of me is right

All the folks back home said I was born to be a star someday
But I think that they could be wrong
Now I'm standing on the edge of California with my hopes in this guitar case
And a dream that someone listens to this song

But from what I've seen the last thing that L.A. needs
Is another star-struck kid who's got a dream
Part of me wants to go back where it's safe
Part of me wants to join the throngs
Who stalk the boulevard each night
So I'm standing on the edge of California
Trying to figure out which part of me is right