Lyrics

Summers gone with the wind across the plains
And I just don’t know where it goes
You and I seem to go our separate ways
Then we find our way back home
Well they say it never rains in California
I suppose it’s not the kind of place you’d choose
And if I could only stop the clouds from forming
I’d be with you, be with you

Seems to me when the leaves begin to fall
and the winds begin to blow
We hold on to the good things that we have
And we let the others go
And they say it never rains in California
Though I know there isn’t much for you to do
If I leave tonight I could be there by morning
And be with you, be with you

Sometimes its so easy not to say
All the words we need to say
So long and I hope to see you soon
Along the way

Winter comes and we begin to count the days
As they tumble to the end
To the spring when the birds come home to stay
And our lives begin again
And they say it never rains in California
Only time will tell with so much left to do
And the road is there it stretches out before me
To be with you, be with you