West Coast Dreaming – A Bloody Canvas – letras

the west coast has been calling out my namei promised i’d meet you there somedayunder this pacific sunbut now it scares me to think that things might be different than i’d always dreamedits not what it seems when your staring at starsif we’re alone in a car maybe then we coudl see through what i never saw in youa face blinded by neon lightsit was such a pretty sight, i admit,but it was then that i knew i woudl never fit ini would never fit in herethe west coast was once my dreams, my hopesthe seams in which i wove these perfect lies to myselfeveryting will be just fine, i repeated over and overbut nothing is fine when its not what it seems when your staring at stars but if we’re alone in a car maybe then we’d see through what i never saw in you