perfection part 2

god i love california.

friday afternoon. driving down the highway, windows down, sun shining, hair swirling around my head, sunglasses firmly on. not a cloud in the sky. to my right, foothills backed by mountains; to my left, wind-tossed waters of the bay. on the radio, counting crows, murder of one, live version.

and i have been to paris, and i have been to rome, and i have gone to london, and i am all alone, and i have been to paris, i have been to rome, i've gone to new york city and i am all alone.

there are some moments that should never end.