When she´s sleeping on the sofa When she´s laying in her Sunday best When she´s turning over Friday I could swear I´m sleeping less and less And the ocean´s getting warmer
And California´s on her mind Los Angeles is tired, but we always seem to feel alright
But I won´t No I won´t
Cause she´s already out the door She´s already out of here She´s already gone away already gone away
When I´m comin´ over Sunday And I think about you all the time I wonder what you´re doing I wonder why you never cry When Boston´s always raining And we never ever seemed alive I sun about you once now, I guess I might as well
But I won´t No I won´t
Cause I´m already out the door I´m already out of here I´ve already gone away, already gone away