American Impressions

Bright-eyed lover in the California sun
I’ve never seen you there but the image isn’t hard
Greatest escape on my couch in the afternoon
I think the sun is going down there
Orange-yellow evening cools
I always find you somewhere I feel lost
Is the ocean breeze too much?
I thought we could come here to cool off
The days don’t last long enough to fill my cup
Maybe afternoon coffee before the boardwalk fills right up
I fly home in a minute
Maybe that’s when I’ll hear the choir sing
Or maybe just your American impressions
Making me smile as I fall asleep
Bright-eyed friend, I breathe your air wishfully
Not trying to control this but the coins stack up in the stream
Can we share the laughter over the same jokes every night?
You know they never seem to get old
Think they’ll stand the test of time
I fly home in a minute
Maybe that’s when I’ll hear the choir sing
Or maybe just your American impressions
Making me smile as I fall asleep
Bright-eyed lover in the California sun
I’ve never seen you there but the image isn’t hard