California (In My Arms)

Your smile’s like rain falling on the 10
Santa Ana’s creeping through the bedroom window again
I feel the crashing waves when I touch your hips
The taste of falling stars upon your sweet lovely lips
The silver screen ain’t never had no use for you and me
It seems like the walls around us are crumblin'
I found my way to you past the neon boulevard
Where the sun keep us safe and the sand is warm
And it feels like California when you’re in my arms
The glitter and the gutter in all its tragic charm
When the ground below us starts to shake no cause for alarm
Cause it feels like California when you’re in my arms
I feel the wild fires burning on your fingertips
And your eyes shine brighter than the lights on the sunset strip
I hear a sad song playing on the stereo
And it hits like the evening shade in el barrio
And night becomes our time as days get shorter
Your silhouette shimmers just like moonlight on water
The world we thought we knew is gone, a tattered postcard
As we both seek shelter from the perfect storm
Yeah it feels like California when you’re in my arms
Movie stars street cars named Desire can’t do harm
Pacific Coast highways they just keep on keeping on
Yes it feels like California when you’re in my arms
Your smile’s like rain falling on the 10
Santa Ana’s creeping out the kitchen window again
I feel the crashing waves when I touch your hips
The taste of falling stars upon your lips
Mulholland scene was never meant for you and me
We deserve it more than anyone but they can’t see
I’ll stay with you and the strays on the broken boulevard
Till twilight comes an dances on the edge of dawn
And it feels like California when you’re in my arms
The glitter and the gutter in all its tragic charm
When the ground below us starts to shake no cause for alarm
Cause it feels like California when you’re in my arms