I left my love in California
Didn't even leave a note
And 'though I thought I loved her
Now I know I don't
So don't you call me on the weekend
If you don't want to be my weekday
'Cause I don't want to have to pretend
So it's time to hit the freeway
And I don't know where I'm going this time
Can't seem to get you off of my mind
And they say love can be so blind
But I can see through you just fine
We were picking grapes and drinking wine
Back when everything was just fine, just fine, so fine
[So fine]
It seemed our crossing was the star's design
It felt like the planets had aligned
I left my love in California
Didn't even leave a note
And 'though I thought I loved her
Now I know I don't
So don't you call me on the weekend
If you don't want to be my weekday
'Cause I don't want to have to pretend
So it's time to hit the freeway
Trevor Broska - I Left My Love In California (feat. Aerys) Lyrics
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I left my love in California
Didn't even leave a note
And 'though I thought I loved her
Now I know I don't
So don't you call me on the weekend
If you don't want to be my weekday
'Cause I don't want to have to pretend
So it's time to hit the freeway
And I don't know where I'm going this time
Can't seem to get you off of my mind
And they say love can be so blind
But I can see through you just fine
We were picking grapes and drinking wine
Back when everything was just fine, just fine, so fine
[So fine]
It seemed our crossing was the star's design
It felt like the planets had aligned
I left my love in California
Didn't even leave a note
And 'though I thought I loved her
Now I know I don't
So don't you call me on the weekend
If you don't want to be my weekday
'Cause I don't want to have to pretend
So it's time to hit the freeway
Didn't even leave a note
And 'though I thought I loved her
Now I know I don't
So don't you call me on the weekend
If you don't want to be my weekday
'Cause I don't want to have to pretend
So it's time to hit the freeway
And I don't know where I'm going this time
Can't seem to get you off of my mind
And they say love can be so blind
But I can see through you just fine
We were picking grapes and drinking wine
Back when everything was just fine, just fine, so fine
[So fine]
It seemed our crossing was the star's design
It felt like the planets had aligned
I left my love in California
Didn't even leave a note
And 'though I thought I loved her
Now I know I don't
So don't you call me on the weekend
If you don't want to be my weekday
'Cause I don't want to have to pretend
So it's time to hit the freeway
Writer: Carter Heinrich, Trevor Broska
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Trevor Broska
Language: English
Length: 3:46
Written by: Carter Heinrich, Trevor Broska