The Future

I want to fall in love again
I know where it will happen
Along the California coast
Where the ocean meets the mountains
I can see the future

Driving north a winding road
I had a premonition
A golden badge and rolling hills
Living pointless station
I can see the future

Someday will the clouds blow away
Watch me as the fall creeps in
I wonder when I'll make it
Stopping for the night somewhere
The old hotel Arcada

I can see the future