Blue skies summertime you know I'm about it

Getting high, some guys pretend they're something they're not

But as the road snaked through Temecula

On the way to San Diego

The whole time I was in the car, I was thinking of you

And I want you to know it

And I want you to really believe me, too

We change and we go through phases

I grow my hair out

I don't talk the same

But you know when you call my name

I answer the way you remember

You cry, I cry

Some things go uncounted

Getting high sometimes is better than never at all

As the road left California

Two years really bowled me over

Whole time I've been on my own

I've been thinking of you

And I want you to know it

And I want you, I really do

(And I want to really believe me, I do)

And I want you, I really do

And I want you, I really do

And I want you, I really do

And I want you, I really do

(Call my name, call my name, call my name)