The postman passed me twice now
I have waited an hour
Blue sky churning black now
Needled rain with the power

Of magnified abandon
Soaking through to my moving
And vivid truth I’m doubting
All the while that it's proven

Have you thought you might should be in California?
Your tactile look of honesty, I know they’d love you

A hundred thousand choices
Words are stronger inside me
And wrote on angry voices
Spoken even and calmly

Do you pretend I'm docile
Played it hard for to badger
Or disregard me futile
Even for to remember

Have you thought you might should be in California?
An actress of your quality, I know they'd love you