Behind the golden clock
I stepped inside through the door
Beside the lemon tree
I grow up with so many things
Oh, California
Dreaming about yesterday
It has gone
Over the sea
Oh, California is
Waiting for you to come, sweet home
Still the same
The hands were making
Sweets and clothes in slience
The hands' work
How I long for their old things
Oh, California
Dreaming about yesterday
It has gone
Over the years
Oh, California is
Waiting for you to come, sweet home
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Oh, California
Dreaming about yesterday
It has gone
Over the sea
Oh, California is
Waiting for you to come, sweet home
Still the same

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