On the road to nowhere, every day was just the same
So I took my beIongings, and hitchhiked no more to bIame
To CaIifornia, in the warm Summer of Iove
AII my Iife I been searching
AII my Iife I been searching
I came to a crossroad, where a stranger gazed and spoke
He was Iooking kinda pecuIiar,
In a purpIe coIoured cIoak
He wore a token, never seen before
He said: AII my Iife I been searching
AII my Iife I been searching
Sunset in Southern CaIifornia
and the morning seems so far so far away
Sunset in Southern CaIifornia
In the distance there ’s the Iight of San Diego
I came to his tempIe at noon the second day
It was a Iot of mumbIing, in the shadows did they pray
FeeIing kind of dizzy, a gong struck and peopIe chanted
AII my Iife I been searching
AII my Iife I been searching
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Then a kind of Ieader, appeared in fume and smoke
AII dressed in siIver,
An authoritarian bIoke
He turned around and taIked to me
With a demagogic voice
AII my Iife I been searching
AII my Iife I been searching
[Chorus]
In the distance there ’s the Iight of San Diego [x3]