Seven-thousand miles to Paris Nine-hundred miles to Rome And I`m goin` every mile to find My piece of mind a home
This infatuation is driving me insane To make my reservation On the next L.A. by plane
Chorus 1:
Make me high, make me sane Get me aboard that L.A. plane I`m tired of this pouring rain I`m tired of this passing through Get me safe, get me warm Get me a southern California morning Where I was born, boy I`m coming I`m coming home to you
He looks so fine in Europe On all the posters and brochures I thought they promised something more Than what was mine and yours
Well I was looking for excitement On every boat and train But all I saw were unfamiliar faces In the rain
Chorus 2:
Get me high, get me sane Get me aboard that L.A. plane I`m tired of this pouring rain I`m tired of just passing through Get me safe, get me warm Get me a southern California morning Where I was born, babe I`m coming I`m coming home to you
And now nothing looks better in my mind Than your warm and loving face And all these miles have taught me That your love can`t be replaced
(chorus 2)(repeat)
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