Текст песни California in the Spring - Michael Shynes

Tonight I leave familiar for the great unknown
Got a couple broken arrows and my hair has grown since you saw me last
Talking on an old flip phone

Today I shed the skin of who I used to be
Got Sinatra on a 45 I′m buzzing like a bee
Just hoping you'll come fly with me

I took a greyhound down to Georgia
Then a rental up to Maine
But how I hope for California in the Spring

Tonight I leave the only home I′ve ever known
Got a couple hundred dollars that I'm gonna blow on a used guitar
A Fender or an Epiphone

What doesn't kill me makes me wander
And think of what the future will bring
But how I hope for California in the spring

Open roads now
Gonna find the place where my heart hits the ground
City lights shine
And it gives me a rush of adrenaline every time

I′m on my way gonna catch that plane
Trying not to get lost in the everglades
And the start of a dream is just only deciding to chase
Go find the chase

I took a bus back down to Nashville
In Carolina in my mind
But I hope for California one more time

Open roads now
Gonna find the place where my heart hits the ground
City lights shine
Gonna find the place where my heart sticks around