Awake at ground zero.
Another day wasting away.
Nothing seems to matter.
´Cause nothing´s ever changed.
California dreamin´.
Has never meant this much to me.
When living in this nightmare.
Comes so easily.
Holding on when I don´t belong.
If this is right then I can´t go wrong.
Holding on.
But I know right now I´ll never make it.
Maybe I´ll wake up tomorrow.
And figure out where to begin.
Then maybe I won´t feel so hollow.
But I´m pretty sure that I´ll be sleeping in...
Days seem like they´re decades.
And minutes pass like years gone by.
Still I sit here wasting the time of my life.
California dreamin´.
Will never mean that much to me.
And you´ll never understand how it feels to be.
Holding on when you don´t belong.
When you don´t feel right but it´s all you´ve got.
Holding on.
But I´m pretty sure I´ll never make it.
Maybe I´ll wake up tomorrow.
And figure out where to begin.
Then maybe I won´t feel so hollow.
It´s 3AM.
And it feels like there four walls are caving in.
Please tell me I´m not alone.
´Cause I´m tired of sleeping in.
Wait, maybe I´ll wake up tomorrow.
And figure out where to begin.
Then maybe I won´t feel so hollow.
But I´m pretty sure that I´ll be sleeping in...