Lyrics

Breeze blows
In the window
My eyes
Staring right on by

Curtain
White as snow
My thoughts
Leaving me behind

You said I’m leaving on the train to California
I’m headed west around nine or ten
I’m praying that you’ll join me in the morning
I need a friend
I need a friend

Fresh paint
On the doorframe
Cobwebs
Fogging up my mind

Wheels turn
On the road
Looks like
We’re running out of time

You said I’m leaving on the bus to New York City
I’m gonna make it big this time around
Fancy cars and hotel bars don’t mean that much to me
It’s all just sound
It’s all just sound

Birds hang
On the wall
Their cage
Biggest of them all

The sky
Open wide
But they
Never seem to fly

You said I’m headed back home to Indiana
I need to find a girl and settle down
You keep chasing fireflies until the morning light
You’ll come around

So I’m leaving in search for El Dorado
Can’t stand the thought of giving up the dream
Most people spend their lives doing the same old thing
Or so it seems
Or so it seems

You said I’m leaving on the train to California
I’m headed west around nine or ten
I’m praying that you’ll join me in the morning
I need a friend
I need a friend