Westward Ho!

[Moonliner]

Tonight I lay me down to sleep, a bitter east coaster between the sheets.

But, tomorrow, oh glorious tomorrow, I shall sleep among the stars.... Well in Pasadena anyways which is close enough for me.

California, here I come right back where I started from.
Where Bowers of flowers bloom in the spring.
Each morning at dawning, birdies sing an' everything.
A sunkist miss said, "Don't be late" that's why I can hardly wait.
Open up that Golden Gate,
California here I come.