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

Road trippin', summertime livin' with your hands out kissin' the wind Stuck a little somethin in my old back pocket, break it out later if you like that When the sun's dippin, we'll start to start sippin' Road, road, road, road trippin', trippin',

And American honey Blowin' in the wind Callin' out my name like a long lost friend Oh I miss those days as the years go by There's a wild, wild whisper Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime She grew up on a side of the road Where the church bells ring and

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

I don't know much about eternity Or where somebody like me's gonna wind up going All I know is that I have already been Parked in a Chevy by the deep river rolling And that summer night, shooting star paradise Might be all that I'm getting Kissing and

Where to go and what to do Wasted hours that you make new All those wasted hours we used to know Spent the summers staring out the window The wind it takes you where it wants to go At first they built the road then they built the town That's why we're

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kites, those

We can't wait 'til tomorrow You gotta know that this is real, baby why you wanna fight it? I knew that when I met you, I'm not gonna let you runaway (And we're all just runaways) Blonde hair blowin' in the summer wind A blue-eyed girl playing in the sand

Autumn, my love's gone with another..... I can't demand anything of myself now..... Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer..... So I guess I'll stay here in New England, for Autumn. Buildings look tall and gray..... Birds flying, haven't much to