The dry heat left a cold breeze
Once the sunlight decided to leave
Five hundred miles of sand and snakes
I'll walk through it alone if thats what it takes
A highway sign said keep the faith
On a lonely road counting my mistakes
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
I watched the sunrise in Arizona
The pink skies kiss the orange hills
I rub my eyes to make sure it was real
Or was it all a dream I could hardly tell
After a while the pink fades to blue
But how the paints applied I could tell it was you, Lord
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Producing a Kind Generation - Arizona Sunrise (Demo) Lyrics
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The dry heat left a cold breeze
Once the sunlight decided to leave
Five hundred miles of sand and snakes
I'll walk through it alone if thats what it takes
A highway sign said keep the faith
On a lonely road counting my mistakes
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
I watched the sunrise in Arizona
The pink skies kiss the orange hills
I rub my eyes to make sure it was real
Or was it all a dream I could hardly tell
After a while the pink fades to blue
But how the paints applied I could tell it was you, Lord
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Once the sunlight decided to leave
Five hundred miles of sand and snakes
I'll walk through it alone if thats what it takes
A highway sign said keep the faith
On a lonely road counting my mistakes
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
I watched the sunrise in Arizona
The pink skies kiss the orange hills
I rub my eyes to make sure it was real
Or was it all a dream I could hardly tell
After a while the pink fades to blue
But how the paints applied I could tell it was you, Lord
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Eight more hours to California
Writer: Leon Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid