Downey CA.

Dream home in Downey, California
Palm trees, the sound of Karen Carpenter
Mother’s holding baby, baby’s getting restless now
Looking for her mother, looking for her mother
You don’t, don’t want to believe him now
Don’t want to, don’t want to see
Eyes closed, asleep in a crystal hideaway
Eyes wide, they used to take the head away
If she could tell the story, frozen on her lips today
She could tell her daughter, she could tell her daughter
You want, want to believe him now
You’ll never, you’ll never see
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
You want, you want to believe him now
You’ll never see, see