now it s gettin so i m mad when someone says your name cause i ve had to say good bye to friends who couldn t stay away and sometimes it felt so wrong to never want to lean on you you may stand tall but i ve got two feet too now we talked of you in bars around a quiet beer tell their tales of mine gone stones where no one else can hear and later on outside they say they re gettin on a plane to fly away to live in you again california my friends all call you home and if you take away another i ll be that much more alone is it my fault that my kind are always drawn toward the sun like a child to home whenever darkness comes now in a few more years i won t remember what it was to play the music of old friends who need to live so far away but can i once taste more than waters then forsake them for the south to feel california s ashes in my mouth california my friends all call you home and if you take away another i ll be that much more alone is it my fault that my kind are always drawn toward the sun like a child to home whenever darkness comes oh california my friends all call you home and if you take away another i ll be that much more alone is it my fault that my kind are always drawn toward the sun like a child to home whenever darkness comes like a child going home whenever darkness comes