It's another hot and sunny Southern California day.The temperature in downtown Los Angeles is ......and at night will drop to...***I think about that day****I left him at the Greyhound Station****West of Santa Fe** **We were 17 but he was sweet and it was true****Still I did what I had to do****'Cause I just knew****Summer Sunday nights** **We'd sink into our seats right as they dimmed out all the lights** **The Technicolor world made out of music and machine****It called me to be on that screen****And live inside each scene** **Without a nickel to my name. Hopped a bus, here I came****Could be brave or just insane****We'll have to see****Cause maybe in that sleepy town** **He'll sit one day, the lights are down** **He'll see my face and think of how he used to know me** **Climb these hills, I'm reaching for the heights****And chasing all the lights that shine****And when they let you down****You'll get up off the ground** **Cause morning rolls around and it's another day of sun****I hear'em every day****The rhythms in the canyons that'll never fade away** **The ballads in barrooms left by those who came before** **They say: "You gotta want it more"****So I bang on every door** **And even when the answer's "No" or when my money's running low****The dusty mic and neon glow****Are all I need****And someday as I sing my song****A small-town kid'll come along****That'll be the thing to push him on and go go** **Climb these hills, I'm reaching for the heights****And chasing all the lights that shine****And when they let you down****You'll get up off the ground** **Cause morning rolls around and it's another day of sun****And when they let you down****The morning rolls around****It's anothe...
