Western Sun

The fog's creepin' over the mountain

As I peer out my car window

These wheels have been running so long

They've got me homesick for a home

I crossed through the desert

Just to chase that rising sun

But I miss California

And I'm tired of being on the run

Ya see I'm always searching for

The better side of life

I was hoping I'd find the fields of honey

And grass greener on the other side

I made my way to Atlanta

Just to have myself some fun

But I miss California

It don't compare to the western sun

I crossed Appalachia

Just to watch the horizon

But I miss California

And I'm tired of being on the run

I miss California

And I'm tired of being on the run