California Sun

Last night I got so high I finally forgot your name
It didn’t take as long as I had thought
But around my head tiny birds did sing
With glorious music filling up my brain
«I'm not sad you’re gone, I’m not sad you’re gone»
It don’t matter, I don’t regret a thing
I just listen to the birds as they sing
At night sometimes I lie awake thinking that you were a huge mistake
But in the morning I don’t see it that way
Like a bit part actress who steals the show
You stick around for a couple years then up the latter you go
It don’t matter, I don’t regret a thing
I just listen to the birds as they sing