Wait for me all we have is time The clock is ticking but Illusions make you blind Good luck is coming We’ll be fine Four days Four nights Been working these Hands to the bone I contemplate living A life out on the road Nobody’s coming you should know My home Is your home In my mind I saw the coast A California dream Of a sixties ghost Golden days we want the most If we feel we don’t belong We’ll find a way to make it on Our own Make it on our own If we feel we don’t belong We’ll find a way to Make it on our They say just look and You will find But certainty has never Been a friend of mine Let your intentions fall in line But the past Stays behind In my mind I saw the coast A California dream Of a sixties ghost Golden days we want the most If we feel we don’t belong We’ll find a way to make it on Our own Make it on our own Make it on our own If we feel we don’t belong We’ll find a way to Make it on our Make it on our own Make it on our own If we feel we don’t belong We’ll find a way to Make it on our own