You've never known the April thaw.
You won't be around when the leaves turn.
Orange and red again.
You say it's not worth feeling.
And you're not lacking reasons.
I can't help California dreamin'.
You've never seen the ice melt.
Revealing salt soaked asphalt.
You've never seen it hanging.
Heavy on weathered pine trees.
You say it's not worth feeling.
And you're not lacking reasons.
I wanna be one of your seasons.
I'll follow you if you follow me too.
I'll follow you if you follow me too.
You'll be my summer and spring.
Promise to love our routine.
Won't be swayed by another's novelty.
And though I'm sometimes fleeting.
You're the only one that I see.
And your eyes will always meet mine beaming.
I'll follow you if you follow me too.
I'll follow you if you follow me too.