Well, we all want a home—metaphorical or real
Some place to make us feel whole
And the words to this song—while geographically specific
They could apply to anywhere, or any of you
I'm talking to you
Waking up alive again
But tryin' to stop the bleedin'
That's how it is
But at least there's still the sky above
And you still love the feelin' of
Waking up in Los Angeles
Waking up in Los Angeles
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
Waking up still dreamin'
And tryin' to hold on to that feelin'
Oh my god, hold on
But at least you got a reason for
And at least you got the feel for
How the days roll on
Waking up and you know it
It's got some kind of glow to it
When the light's just right
But at least you got a real love
A love for the idea of
Waking up in Los Angeles