I stretched myself
across four states
New lands,
west coast
Where my dreams lay
I trade
amber
clay rolls
For the
sea foam
And the
endless
sun rays
Cause I was never told that I wasn't gonna get the things I want the most
But people always say if it hasn't happened yet,
then maybe you should go
Come get me out of California,
no leaves are brown
I miss the seasons in Missouri,
my dying town Lying down,
thought I'd be cool in
California I'd make you proud to think I almost had it going
But I let you down
Too hard to find
reasons
to stay
Even true love
could not persuade
Cause I was never told that I wasn't gonna get the things I want the most
And people always say if it hasn't happened yet,
then maybe you should go
Come get me out of California,
no leaves of brown
I'd make you proud I miss the seasons in Missouri,
my dying town
Gonna be cool in California I'd make you proud
To think I almost had it going But I let you down
Come get me out,
come get me out Come get me out,
come get me out
Come get me out of California,
no leaves are brown
My dying time Thought I'd be cool in California
I'd make you proud
To think I almost had it going
But I let you down