Lost in California I just wanna burn, I just wanna burn for you baby Wanna get caught, get caught up in your summertime Whisper in my ear, dreamin' disappear, say you'll take me Where the world unwinds There's a long stretch of desert through the canyon

'Cause I found you And I found you Yeah, I found you I cannot say what I'm feeling I finally believe in you I've traveled many roads Now my world is never changing If there's anything I can do 'Cause I found you, yeah

Oh, if the sky comes falling down There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do Far from home Hey brother! Hey sister! Do you still believe in love, I wonder What if I'm far from home? Oh brother, I will hear you call!

Soothing repeat I look down at my feet It's a hypnotist's arm And it works like a charm But I won't be deprived Real worlds, surreal life There is time Go to sleep You'll be fine

For the good times Don't look so sad I know it's over But life goes on and this world keeps on turning, yeah Let's just be glad, we have this time to spend together There is no need to watch the bridges that were burning Lay your head on my pillow hold

These are the days our lives will change and we will see our worlds collide Life is a journey throughout the years that pass a lesson to be learned There is a purpose to all that we encounter in this existence What builds us up may one day break us down

There's a firefly loose tonight Better catch it before it burns this place down And I lie if I don't feel so right But the world looks better through your eyes Feeling like you won't believe And hold me tight, don't let me breathe It's only been one

That gets to hold the Mona Lisa And I don't care I feel, like the frame If that's all I'll ever be 'Cause I feel, like the frame If that's all I'll ever do Now there are men who make history There are men who change the world And there are men like me

I like the simple life The way it used to be We left our doors wide open We didn't need no key I've been around the world Seen all there is to see I'd trade all those memories for one more day How it used to be Hey, when is the last time you sat down and

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see