All the leaves are brown, and the sky is grey

I’ve been for a walk, on a winter’s day

I’d be safe and warm, if I was in L.A.

California dreaming, on such a winter’s day

Stopped into a church, I passed along the way

I got down on my knees, and I began to pray

You know the preacher likes the cold, he knows he’s gonna stay

California dreaming, on such a winter’s day

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