Life Beyond L.A. - Ambrosia

Sometimes I think about the only way

That I’ll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying

I sit in the corner of a hotel room

With a room service menu and I’m looking at the moon

I’m crying

I’m out here waiting, praying, trying to keep from sayin'

That I don’t miss you, though I do

You’ve got me shaking, praying, trying to keep from sayin'

That I don’t miss you, though I do

You know I do…

Livin' out here you soon come to know

That it ain’t how good you are as much as who you know and how you fake it

Working this dive it’s a matter of time

'Cause I’m a good lead player got a way with a line

And I can make it

And when the day breaks dawn

Something is in my room

When all my faith is gone

Something begets my gloom

I’m out here waiting, praying, trying to keep from sayin'

That I don’t miss you, though I do

You’ve got me shaking, playing, trying to keep from sayin'

That I don’t miss you, though I do

Well, you know I do

Yes.I do

Sometimes I think about the only time

That I’ll ever be happy in my own mind is dying…