California - Kina Grannis

Hey there, California

I can hear you when I wake up

In the distance like the ocean

You calling me back to your side

Holding my breath in the night

I listen again for your song

At the table I am sitting

I know nothing but the meaning

Of the ones that I am missing

I hold on to each little time

You say a name and it’s mine

I listen again for your song

I am open, I am ready

I am forging through the mornings

Am I broken or unyielding

Am I some kind of fumbling light

Perfectly strung in your sight

I listen again for your song

In the meantime I’ll be alright

I’ll be alright

I will be fine

Hey there, California

I can hear you when I wake up

In the distance like the ocean

You calling me back to your side

Holding my breath in the night

I listen again for your song