Sophie B. Hawkins - California Here I Come lyrics

Whoah, you Poor you Playing so long but you're still not grooving I see you running but I see you ain't moving And me Pitiful me I sleep with both eyes open but I'm just not seeing The forest, let alone the trees California, here I come Open up your golden arms I had enough of the New York City slums My brother, he went before me My God, watch over me California, here I come Could we stop (oh) Obsessing? There's food on the table, let's count our blessings How come we wanna be messing Messing around With the wild, wild west Must be a better life than this How come Some people got it all Some people got none I been banging my head against The writing on the wall But now I just wanna have fun California, here I come Open up your golden arms I had enough of the New York City slums My brother, he went before me My God, watch over me California, I'll be there Let me fall into your hair I won't be guilty for my New York City care My sister, come along with me Our God is offering our share California, I'll be there Our father, who is in Heaven Hallowed be your name Your kingdom come, your will be done On Earth as it is in Heaven Give me this my daily bread And forgive me my trespa**es As I forgive those others Lead me not into temptation And deliver me from evil Yeah California, I'll be there I won't be guilty for my New York City care My brother, he went before me My God, watch over me California, California, please My sister, come along with me Our God is offering Our share