Friday, February 6, 2009

We Both Go Together If One Falls Down...

To Cat:


And I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast.
I wish you, would put yourself in my suitcase.
I love you, standing all alone in a black coat.
I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast.


When you're actually in California, songs about the west coast seem less cheesy. I'll always be cheesy though. Cheese, cheese, cheese. Wish you were here!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Am i east or west of you?

If you look off your coast line and i look off mine, we'll kind of be facing each other. You have to look down a little and i have to look up. Now we can say hi once in a awhile. The distance isn't even there. i looove you more than anything.