Dead artist syndrome

California dreamin'

Dead artist syndrome
All the leaves are brown, and the sky is grey,
I've been for a walk on a winters day,
I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A.,
California dreaming on such a winter's day.

Stopped into a church I passed along the way,
When I got down on my knees and I began to pray,
You know, the preacher likes it cold,
He knows I'm gonna stay California dreaming on such a winter's day.

All the leaves are brown, and the sky is grey,
I've been for a walk on a winters day,
It's chilly and it's cold I wish I was in L.A.,
California dreaming on such a winter's day,
On such a winter's day,
California dreaming on such a winter's day,
On such a winter's day,
On such a winter's day.

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