Another California Song - Lyrics - Damhnait Doyle

Damhnait Doyle is a Canadian pop singer. The phonetic spelling of her first name also serves as the title of her 2003 album. Her most recent album, Lights Down Low, is a collection of covers. She was a member of Atlantic Canadian band Shaye from 2003-2009 with Kim Stockwood and Tara MacLean . Along with Blake Manning, Stuart Cameron and Peter Fusco, she has formed a new band called The Heartbroken.

For a moment I believed Once you came you'd never leave Lay like that not long enough for me You got the trackmarks of the trade And every promise ever made Swore that it would be the last for me Does it give you a rush To think that I want you so much Said you were back to stay I shoulda know better Now you're half the way to California Now I'm curled up on your side of the bed And I'm thinkin' bout things you never said I would have followed you to California Smoked me like a cigarrette Said that this won't hurt a bit But you lied because it burned and it burned Thanks a lot for leaving town I'm so high I can't come down Makes me wonder if I'll ever learn Don't it give you a rush To think that I want you so much Said you were back to stay I shoulda know better Now you're half the way to California Now I'm curled up on your side of the bed And I'm thinkin' bout things you never said I would have followed you to California Do you come back 'cause you can Am I just waiting for a ghost of a man? And does it give you a rush To think that I want you so much Said you were back to stay I shoulda know better Now you're half the way to California Now I'm curled up on your side of the bed And I'm thinkin' bout things you never said I would have followed you to California Said you were back to stay Well I shoulda know better Now you're half the way to California (I want you so bad) Curled up on your side of the bed I'm thinkin' bout things you never said I would have followed you to California (I want you so bad) California Said you were back to stay I shoulda know better Now you're half the way to California Curled up on your side of the bed I'm thinkin' bout things you never said I would have followed you to California (I want you so bad)