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Santa Monica

 

Santa Monica

(الألبوم: Into Your Heart - 2004)


Worn out faces from God's special places
Working their live to the bone
All the colours of the rainbow fade in the wash
And everybody seems so alone
A day at the beach and you're at the races
And I can't stop thinking about us
I'm a worn out face finding my place
On Santa Monica's big blue bus
Santa Monica

I carry a bag full of music and words
And I'm making my way through the streets
The sun has gone down and the people are moving
From the coast back home to the heat
Ninety nine cent stores and video rentals
Flashing their lights around us
I'm a worn out face finding my place
On Santa Monica's big blue bus
Santa Monica

Oh, will I ever get over you?
If only you could show me how
Stop requested, where do I get off?
Santa Monica, Santa Monica
The lights go out at Rancho Park
And everybody starts to scream
The boogie man is early it's not even dark
And the driver is laughing at me
A little commotion, it's only for fun
Come on people, what's all the fuss
And your beautiful face still haunts my mind
On Santa Monica's big blue bus
Santa Monica
Santa Monica's big blue bus
Santa Monica

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