California won't tell you everything's alright

Let you wipe the tears you cry

On the sleeve of my favorite shirt

Lift you up when you're hurt

And wrap you in a blanket when you're cold.

California won't kiss you under the bleacher seats

Seven minutes left in quarter three

Learn with you what first time means

Write your name in window steam

Know every piece of you that no one knows

California won't.

It'll give you sunshine, the bright lights

The blue waves, the red wine

The soft wind drives on the malibu coast

And saturday nights and velvet rose

The star zone, the sidewalks, the big dreams, the small talks

But I'll hold you close and make it feel like home.

California won't help you carry out your bags

Take and make sure you got gas

Try to wrestle with the fact

You're probably never comin' back

And love you more than you could ever know

California won't.

It'll give you sunshine, the bright lights

The blue waves, the red wine

The soft wind drives on the malibu coast

And saturday nights and velvet rose

The star zone, the sidewalks, the big dreams, the small talks

But I'll hold you close and make it feel like home

California won't.

It'll give you sunshine, the bright lights

The blue waves, the red wine

The soft wind drives on the malibu coast

And saturday nights and velvet rose

The star zone, the sidewalks, the big dreams, the small talks

But I'll hold you close and make it feel like home.

California won't tell you everything's alright

California won't wipe away the tears you cry

California won't.