Neal Morse şarkı sözleri
Let me take you back to where it all beganOut there on the fast trackWhere the mountains standAgainst the sand... in L.A.Music every nightHung-over everydayI was gonna make the big timeI could feel it in my fingers when I'd playI woke up in motel rooms under western skiesLiving for the summer moon and the party lifeThere's nothing worse than L.A. daysBut those California nightsThey barely kept me aliveAs the years rolled onThe humor got really dryIf I played that terrible Eagle's songOne more time I thought I was gonna dieThe one man good nightLonging to seize the dayThat big record deal in the skySurely was just a heart beat awayI woke up in motel rooms under western skies (wester skies)Living for the summer moon and the party lifeThere's nothing worse than L.A. daysBut those California nightsOh, they barely kept me aliveI woke up in motel rooms under western skiesWhen I think of the things I didOn those party nightsIt's only by the Grace of God that I'm still aliveI believe God's grace kept me alive