I want you to move to California for yourself,
I want you to find whatever your heart needs.

All of the feelings that I know you never felt,
And all of the simple words you never said.
I want you to keep them like a secret to yourself,
They’re not for me.

I want you to wander silent past my outstretched arms,
I want you to hide yourself from all I see.
And though my heart will fight until its dying breath,
You’re not for me.