She's the kind of girl that tends to brown   freckles on her elbows and her knees   And I'm the boy that passes through these towns   I leave before we find out what it means      I'll send a letter addressed to you   it says you're my California brown and blue   Another chorus line gives into waves   it fades away      So I push through another hotel door   and I pull back the bed sheets till they break   and I sleep so hard I don't even dream   weightless in the arms of Golden Gate      The only music I want to hear   is the sound of the last light that dissapears   Another songbird gives up it's wings it fades away      dada dada dada    dada dada dada      I'll send a letter addressed to you   it says you're my California brown and blue   Another chorus line gives in to waves   it says your my California Golden Gate      The only music I want to hear    is the sound of the last light that dissapears   Another songbird gives up it's wings    it fades away   Another songbird gives up it's wings    it fades away...