And once in California we may find
The orange of the westering sun
Comes into our path and our room
And stays on our shoulders
I’ve tried so many times, so many times
To get stronger

And oh I’m grateful for you
And oh I am afraid
Of many things I should not fear if I believe

And sunlight will be orange, then red- pink
In Palos Verdes I will see the red kites
And the sky lift pink

Let’s go walk together
The streets blurred with weather
In plain sight the beauty of someone may emerge
What do you think?
Will I be what I should be, suddenly
Like when snow falls from the buildings?
( as I‘ve said so many times, so many times
I’m on repeat)

Once we’re in California
We may find the orange of the westering sun
Let’s go walk together
The streets blurred with weather
In plain sight the beauty of someone may emerge
What do you think?
Will I be what I should be, suddenly
Like an overnight field of blooming?
And cross so many miles, so many miles
State lines turning?

Once we’re in California we may find
The orange of the westering sun