Pacific Coast Hearbreak

Well it’s been too long since I’ve made my bed

You see my mind’s in the clouds and I’ve got a heart of lead

And I’m afraid that it loses shape

And your outline here is something I can’t erase.


I need to go to the mountains I need to talk to God

I need to fall out of favor with the one that I was

I need to stir up some rushing and some wanderlust

I need to get out of trouble, I need to fall in love

And you’re trouble, love

Well it’s been too long since I’ve slept alone

You know I pulled up stakes, and dammit, I left my home

And my sorry heart you more than broke

I watched as you strung it out there at the end of my rope


And when you see the pacific I hope it makes you cry

Realize what you’re missing since I said goodbye

And when your new love stops shining and it’s rusted down

Know that I may be landlocked, but I’m not around.

Because I went to the mountains, because I walked to God

And soon I fell out of favor with the one that I what

I got to stir up some rushing and some wanderlust

I got the hell out of Nashville and I fell in love

And you’re trouble, love


© Della Croce