Trouble in CalifornianSliping, flowing into the seanSome boys found their fortunenBut don't know who they want to bennHaunting Pacific OceannSouls lost violently to the seanSome girls, they drink the potionnBut don't know who they want to bennWhy do I always swim against the tide?nTried to find some meaning in the skynStop listening to the dark as she passes bynLover's footsteps drifting through your mindnnIt's funny in the dark you find your sensesnTwo lost hearts bleed in the distancenInhale the stars, inside you'll glistennCorona Del Mar is where you'll find my kissesnnCopyright 2004 Beau Phillips