on the way to california
and i don't mean california literally
i was thinking, it's so comforting quiet
you read so softly over my head
it's late but i'm maintaining interest in the things that you say
i could listen to you speak all day
in the silence dripping wet with
kisses running down my lips
could be just a good friend
who knows at this point anyway
there's just something about the way you surrender your eyes
without this barrier of bodies, we'd already be inside
on the way to calfornia
and i don't mean california literally
i was thinking, i was thinking i'm not dreaming
not this time anyway