Intro:  A 


                      D           E          D 
There's something pure about this feeling 
                              A 
That neither you or I can explain 
             D          E         D 
The simplicity of never leaving 
                        A 
And conversations go unsaid 
D    A    E                      D 
Li---i---ife is never what you plan 

D A E 

       D                    A           E       D 
So I think that you should move to California 
                      A               E  E  E7   D 
When the streets are lit, the sky is too (ooh ooh ooh) 
                 A         E               A 
Cause where you are isn't where you need to be 
           D              A                E 
When you listen, can you hear her calling you? 
         D (once)    E (once)        A (once) 
Yeah in California, skies are always blue 

  A 

          D                E       D 
Back and forth a summer's dance 
                         A 
Isn't right without you here 
            D               E 
But the elegance of this romance 
         D                                    A 
Is that you know, I know, we know, that it's real 
D    A    E                            D 
Lo---o---ove isn't always against our odds 

   A E 

      D                     A          E           D 
So I think that you should move to California 
                      A               E     E7   D 
When the streets are lit, the sky is too (ooh ooh ooh) 
                 A          E               A 
Cause where you are isn't where you need to be 
          D               A                E 
When you listen, can you hear her calling you? 
          D          E               A  
Yeah in California, skies are always blue 

D A E (4x) 


(strum all once) 
D               A          E                A 
Cause where you are isn't where you need to be 
      D        A                  E (build up strumming) 
In California you'll be here with me 


      D                     A          E          D 
So I think that you should move to California 
                      A              E    E   E7   D 
When the streets are lit, the sky is too (ooh ooh ooh) 
                 A          E               A 
Cause where you are isn't where you need to be 
          D               A                E 
When you listen, can you hear her calling you? 
         D (once)    E (once)        A 
Yeah in California, skies are always blue 

A