How I miss the shores of California
Strolling on the soft white sand
Sliding off my bra
Pantiless in la la land
Writing jokes at Paramount for movies
Typing with a broken y
Jasmine in the breeze
Reaching for the car keys
Flying over sunset
Crossing Hollywood and Vine
Flying over sunset
Past the Hollywood land sign
Riding with the top down
Eyeing all the tan young men
I couldve had my choice of any then
And Im flying over sunset young again
Where are we What town is this
I cant make out the view
Greenwich Rome Jakarta or Malibu
Life is lived in multiple dimensions Multiple dimensions
Yesterday tomorrow now Yesterday tomorrow now
Past and future merge prior lives converge in doubt
Speeding to Laguna through the canyons
All at once Im in the sky
High above the trees
Rolling hills and valleys
Flying over sunset
By the mansions of Bel Air
Beverly and Brentwood as the wind is in my hair
Gleaming in the distance
I can suddenly behold
So much more immense than Id been told
The Pacific in the sunset
Bright with gold
Wheres my bag
Whos car is this
Did Henry lose the keys
I cant drive a stick shift
The Bentley please
I should like to fly in California Fly in California
Diving from a silver plane Diving from a silver plane
Gliding through the clouds
Showering the sea like rain In the glow of the ocean
Wading in the whitecaps of Topanga Of Topanga canyon
Naked in surging tide Surging tide
Water laps my thighs Laps my thighs
Washing up inside me
Flying over sunset
To a place you wouldnt dare Shouldnt dare Be careful
Flying over sunset
Like a painting in the air
Breaking through to safety
To a place of no return
No where else to grow until you learn
How to fly Navigate the air space
Of a world beyond your view
Constantly exploring for the reason why youre you
Flying out of body
To experience the mind
Loves the one thing I wont leave behind
Through a transcendental portal
Where a moment feels immortal
Well go flying over sunset
Flying over sunset
Flying over sunset
Flying over sunset
Just dont fall