Mazzy Star — California

I think I'm going back to California Somewhere distant and it's all far away It's so far, it's so far far away I think I'll drift across the ocean now Clouds look so clear in your eyes Let me bring all my, let me bring all my friends I think I'll fly across the ocean I can watch the sky turning grey I think I'm going back, I think I'll go back I think I hear the whisper of my own best friend I think I hear the bells ringing in the square California, California