Like a lamp in the light of day
Drowning in summer rays
I can hardly feel unrequited
California city parks
They talk in exclamation marks
I'm still dying to know what's exciting

I do with little, don't need a lot
I get with what I got
It may seem brittle
But it's the truth
Always come back to you

Though I've enjoyed the cafe haze
They play it as it lays
Can lives so designed be sustained

I do with little, don't need a lot
I get with what I got
It may seem brittle
But it's the truth
Always come back to you