Going to California

Spent my days with a woman unkind Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine Made up my mind to make a new start Going to California with an aching in my heart Someone told me there's a girl out there With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair Took my chances on a big jet plane Never let 'em tell ya that they're all the same Oh, the sea was red and the sky was grey I wonder how tomorrow could ever follow today The mountains and the canyons start to tremble and shake The children of the sun begin to awake Watch out It seems that the wrath of the gods got a punch on the nose And it's startin' to flow, I think I might be sinkin' Throw me a line, if I reach it in time I'll meet you up there, where the path runs straight and high To find a queen without a king They say she plays guitar and cries and sings, la-la-la Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born Standin' on a hill in the mountain of dreams Tellin' myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems