I left my soul, on Californian soil And I left my pride, with that woman by my side I never had a willing hand And I never had a plan But I'm glad I found you here But I'm glad I've got you here But I never had a name And I never felt the same They keep on trying it out And they will keep on trying it out And they will keep on trying it out And I never felt the same I'm young, I'm old And so you do what you're told I never had a willing hand And so you pack up all your bags But I'm glad I've got you here But I'm glad I've got you here But I never felt the same And this life is just a game They keep on trying it out They keep on trying it out And they will keep on trying it out Until you never feel the same I'm young, I'm old And so you do what you're told I never had a willing hand And so you pack up all your bags