American Impressions

Bright eyed lover in the California sun

I’ve never seen you there but the image isn’t hard

Greatest escape on my couch in the afternoon

I think the suns going down there orange yellow evening cools

I always find you somewhere I feel lost

Is the ocean breeze too much

I thought we’d come here to cool off

The days don’t last long enough to fill my cup

Maybe afternoon coffee before the boardwalk fills right up

I’ll fly home in a minute

Maybe that’s when I’ll hear the choir sing

Or maybe just your American impressions

Making me smile as I fall asleep

Bright eyed friend I breathe your air wishfully

Not trying to control this but the coins stack up in the stream

Can we share the laughter over same jokes every night

You know they never seem to get old

I think they’ll stand the test of time