Los Angeles - Memoir

Out where the citrus in the palm tree sway

All of you dreamers like to come and play

Do have a stop upon The Walk Of Fame

The whole world was gonna know our name, now

We used to ride out in The Boulevard

Were so in love right from the very start

Our destination didn’t seem so far

Why did you ever go and break my heart

I gave you all I have

But you didn’t love me back

So goodbye Los Angeles

You made me cry Los Angeles

But I learned to fly Los Angeles

And I’ll be fine Los Angeles

While I complain about the car I drive

Right down the street they’re barely getting by

How did it happen, when did we go blind

And stopped believing that we could make it right

So many people and we’re all alone

You got your problems and I’ve got my own

Out from the surface it’s a lonely place

I wanna go where someone knows my name