Isaiah, California Songtext
von The Welcome Wagon

Over your shoulder, fire And the setting sun
I could hear you sing
When you can′t see the stars
It doesn't mean they′re gone It doesn't mean a thing
In the morning, by the fire, we're going home
You′re an arrow, sei una gioia, you′re the sun
California, siamo amati, a summer home You threw my golden promise Off the balcony
It doesn't mean a thing
When you can′t see the stars
It doesn't mean they′re gone It doesn't mean a thing
In the morning, by the fire, we′re going home
You're an arrow, sei una gioia, you're the sun
California, siamo amati, a summer home