Coast of California

Driving slowly
On the coast of California
In a beat up Honda Civic
And Mutations in the tape deck
We are singing out the window
Louder than we ever thought we could

Pulling over
On the coast of California
At a rest stop on the mountain
Looking out across the ocean
There are sparkles on the water
That shine just like the sparkles in your eyes

Hey, how 'bout some drums?

It's warm and sunny
On the coast of California
There's a picnic in a basket
That is clipped onto the handle
Of a bicycle we borrowed
From a woman who had a voice like a bell

Seven hours
On the coast of California
And it won't be long to Big Sur
We'll spend the night at Deetjen's
And write down our story
In the journal that's just beside the bed

And maybe when we're older
We'll come back here and read these words again



Credits
Writer(s): Neal Carlson
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