Tasty Tunes [Songs] - Originals

Lyrics:

She is going to Northern California,
To spend a little time up on the hill.

Five candles light my window sill at night,
And foreshadows cast and flicker in the light.
Like windy mountain, the stones they never seem the same to me.
We run away at night chasing things we could not see.

And morning birds are singing sad songs in the afternoon,
It's all too often that the morning light finds its way too soon.
I don't know and I don't even wanna know why:
We stay out all night to find a better sunrise.

Now she is going to Northern California,
To spend a little time up on the hill.
And I wonder, "Where the hell has she gone?"
And I wonder if she thinks of me still.

The river sings, and the pines they softly moan.
The river winds, and the pines are rooted to their home.
And how can I follow when your tracks don't lead me to you?
Guess I'm more like a pine rooted at home.

I see a freight train loaded with fireflies.
We're like a freight train rolling down this mountainside.
What was it I mistook for fire in your eyes?
Guess I'm more on the train, she's more bound to fly.

Now she is going to Northern California,
To spend a little time up on the hill.
And I wonder, "Where the hell has she gone?"
And I wonder if she thinks of me still.

She goes to church on Sunday with her family,
And dances barefoot and twirls around at night.
And when she wanders, she can't be good to me,
Never come back and walk by my side.

Now she is going to Northern California,
To spend a little time up on the hill.

Now she is going to Northern California,
To spend a little time up on the hill.
And I wonder, "Where the hell has she gone?"
And I wonder if she thinks of me still.

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