Oh Sarah where you 'headin
Haven't heard from you this year
Had your address and your number
But I lost it somewhere
I'm still carrying the necklace
That you gave me in my bag
It keeps me safe and
Let's me have you near
Last time that I saw you
You were talking so nice
You said "we'll meet again soon
Were our memories lies"
I said goodbye to California
I went home again but you
Were on your way and
You had dreamy eyes
I hope you went to all the places
You were talking about
From San Francisco
Up the coastline
Where the redwoods grow
I hope you're singing like you said
That you were gonna be
"I can't be happy without music"
So you told me
Wish I was singing with you still
Maybe I will
Do you remember the canoeing
And the old camping site
When Carlos brought the medicine
And we laughed all night
How I nearly broke my ankle
When I fell into the lake
And how you saved me
From a rattler bite
Is your car still as in bad shape
As I saw it before
You used the window to get in
Cause of the broken front door
Then I pulled jokes about your butt crack
And you laughed so I went on
After a week you didn't
Laugh no more
I hope you went to all the places
You were talking about
From San Francisco
Up the coastline
Where the redwoods grow
I hope you're singing like you said
That you were gonna be
"I can't be happy without music"
So you told me
Wish I was singing with you still
Maybe I will
There's a note under the floor
Outside the kitchen that I wrote
In Arizona at Lyanne's
I don't if she'll admit
That she was looking when I hid it
If she don't it is a poem
It's about you
Hope you read it sometime
Oh Sarah, where'm I 'headin
Help me out cause I'm not sure
Why I keep on writing songs
When they don't rhyme anymore
Sweden's cold an rain keeps going down
And so do I
I don't know what I'm
Sitting waiting for
But I think I'm moving closer
To a breakpoint you see
I took a walk under the oaks
And they were whispering to me
"To be afraid is no excuse
If you're not happy then you go
If you're not trying
Then you'll never be"
So when the birds are flying south
I might be leaving too
From San Francisco up the coastline
Where the redwoods grow
And if i ask at every place
That you were going to
For a singer in a broken car
I'll find you
Wish I was singing with you still
Someday I will