"Eastern Homes And Western Hearts" by A Day At The Fair

I've been dreaming of waking up happy under the sun, in the
smog and the traffic and dreams of California, so this
lonely live takes to I-80 to try and forget, all the people
and friends that forgot about me when I left

I'm finding home I'm finding my heart, my head, the reason's
why I left

But this is for dreaming, this is for leaving, this is you
picking up the pieces when I'm gone, this is to drinking,
this is to living, this is to packing all my shit and moving
on, I'm moving on

I've been dreaming of lying down naked next to you, under
stars on a blanket under the Los Angeles moon, as we sit
with our thoughts and watch the planes fly by, it's nights
like this that I'll look at you, and know I feel alive

My western home, my eastern heart, the middle is my home

And I don't mind, setting these traps for you, to fall into
because, I will be there, when you need to be rescued, I'll
rescue, I will rescue you