You still write me old fashioned letters   Put your perfume on the pages   With crossed out words that you took back like   'Do you really miss me?'      But in my own way I take you everywhere I go   And it feels like home   'Cause I can hear you say, "It's gonna be okay"   This waking life's a dream      But it's not right with me to have to hear your voice   Reaching through the wire   And it's not fair to be 3000 miles away   From California      Days like this I feel the distance   I wanna run but I resist it   With cold reminders all around me   Of what I left behind      But it's not right with me to have to hear your voice   Reaching through the wire   And it's not fair to be 3000 miles away   From California      It doesn't feel the same   Nothing feels the same without you      It's not right with me to have to hear your voice   Reaching through the wire   And it's not fair to be 3000 miles away   From California      But in my own way I take you everywhere I go   And it feels like home