carole king Lyrics

Wood from the 70s

King, Mitchell and Springsteen

No room to sip our coffee

So we'll sit on Love Street

Cat on the windowsill

A cottage on the hill

They sang down Mulholland Drive

Long before my time

Someday I'll make it up the canyon

Overlooking Hollywood and Franklin

Drinking champagne

Can't feel anything

Up there I'd feel the same

You did it all for fame

Thought you'd won the game

Got lost in the city lights

Now no one's by your side

Someday I'll make it up the canyon

When the sky is clear

You'll see the ocean

Too much champagne

Still feeling nothing

Up there you're still the same

Drinking champagne

Can't feel anything

I'll always feel the same