PCH - Theory Of A Deadman

PCH is where we lay our heads

The ocean beach is where our feet will land

It’s 3 a.m., we’re out here on our own

So make me home, take me home

The L.A. scene is like a field of dreams

And this field of dreams is made for you and me

It’s 4 a.m., we’re out here on our own

So take me home, just take me home, home

I feel strange, I feel strange

Every time that I’m away from you

No, it don’t feel right, homesick for the city lights

I feel strange, so strange

Every time that I’m away from you

When the rest of the world is sleeping

We’re up all night

PCH is where we race too fast

'Cause the human race was never meant to last

It’s 5 a.m., we’ll make it on our own

We’re going home, girl, we’re going home, home

I feel strange, I feel strange

Every time that I’m away from you

No, it don’t feel right, homesick for the city lights

I feel strange, so strange

Every time that I’m away from you

When the rest of the world is sleeping

We’re up all night

I feel strange, I feel strange

Every time that I’m away from you

No, it don’t feel right, homesick for the city lights

I feel strange, so strange

Every time that I’m away from you

When the rest of the world is sleeping

We’re up all night

We’re up all night

I feel strange, I feel strange

Every time that I’m away from you

No, it don’t feel right, homesick for the city lights

I feel strange, so strange

Every time that I’m away from you

When the rest of the world is sleeping

We’re up all night