i feel safe inside the violence like i feel safe inside a rollercoaster car i feel safe in the hills up above it all sometimes in the middle of the night i can almost see the stars living in l a makes me think of you i think about the good times doing all the bad things that we used to do i walk the streets at night to remember why i feel so bad i walk the streets at night it helps sometimes to remember why living in l a feels like home in a brand new way i am like everyone i meet i have a ghost in my eyes that will never go away i walk the streets at night to understand why i feel so bad i walk the streets at night to understand why i am the way i am we come from a sun we are lost out in the cold we run from the light it s the only way we know i wanna find a better sun i wanna find a better world i wanna find a better heart so i can find me a better girl i wanna find a place to live inside all the violence and the rage oh the santa ana wind on a sunny day living in l a is the west coast without your head in the sand can t explain this place if you re not from here you will never understand i walk the streets at night i think about all the lives that i have had i walk the streets at night i think about why all the love that i can t have we come from the sun we are lost out in the cold we fight for the light it s the only way we know i wanna find a better sun i wanna find a better shine i wanna find a better world i wanna find a better life i wanna find a place to live inside all the violence and the rage oh the santa ana wind on a beautiful day yeah it is the simple things that i love about this place sunshine and mexican food on a christmas day oh the noise in the city is the only way to fall asleep i think i needed to leave to realize that this is all this is where i m suppose to be oh oh oh we come from the sun we are lost out in the cold we fight for the light it s the only way we know i wanna find a better sun i wanna find a better shine i wanna find a better world i wanna find me a better life i wanna find a place to hide inside all the violence and the rage but the santa ana wind on a winter s day i can almost see the future i can almost see the blue sky in the middle of the day even though all hell is coming down around me now my santa ana wind make the clouds all gray