Palm Springs

We coulda been driftin. We coulda been awake.
We never noticed the difference between the give and the take.
Cuz I know what I’m wondering, and there’s no point in questioning
whether I wanna be here. I just wanna be here.
Yer keeping me waiting, but I’m immune to the rest.
We could go undercover, or be in our Sunday best.
Cuz the coastline is crumbling; it’s a fine way of settling
whether I wanna be here. I just wanna be here.
I look ahead to define the past.
I wanna be here. I just wanna be here.