This ticket's a burden in my hand
Should have known my days were numbered
Shouldn't be so damn attached
Seems like every mile ahead leads me a step further behind
Giving back this borrowed life
I guess it's just my time
Well my love's in California, I'm just waiting on a train
Well my love's in California, I'm just waiting on a train
This ticket won't bring me back to you
Late nights and long stem roses
Chardonnay and sweet perfume
Can't tell the difference between regrets and memories
Don't know if I'm right or wrong
Just know I had to leave
Well my love's in California, I'm just waiting on a train
Well my love's in California, I'm just waiting on a train
And young lovers they all look like plastic
Annoying and enthusiastic
Making out in the back of the car
They smell like candy and they sound like traffic
Remember when I was in their shoes
Before I had these walking blues
I don't know if I would choose
To walk with someone new
Well my loves in California, I'm just waiting on a train
Well my love's in California, I'm just waiting on a train
This ticket's the burden in my hand
Funny how the time stands still
While people get on and off again
I know I'll always miss her but that can't be the plan
I've got to keep moving on
One day I'll understand
Why my love's in California, I'm just waiting on a train
My love's in California, I'm just waiting on a train
My love's in California, I'm just waiting on a train
My love's in California, I'm just waiting on a train