There's a woman sitting on her porch And I see her every morning Not much going on, I wonder if it's boring And there's a man, tending to his garden He's just living off the land The world around him's moving, can he feel it like I can? It feels like my heart's outside my body As I'm walking down the street And the air is just as fresh as California lets it be Probably cause the population's higher than the trees So I just walk back to my house and I go to sleep There's a child, running down the sidewalk Young hearts, they can get wild Better hold her hand for a little while It feels like my heart's outside my body As I'm walking down the street And the air is just as fresh as California lets it be Probably cause the population's higher than the trees So I just walk back to my house and I go to sleep And how do I stop rotating On this blue sphere, it's frustrating It feels like my heart's outside my body As I'm walking down the street And the air is just as fresh as California lets it be Probably cause the population's higher than the trees So I just walk back to my house and I go to sleep Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep