Intro: G

G                     Am
The sound of my voice picking up the phone
C                                  D           G
Telling lies, telling friends that I am not at home
G             Am
I'm not ready for a smile just yet
C
My brave face will have to wait
D
Another week, I guess

                     G
'Cause right now I'm down
             C
Kind of like California
                G
One thing after another
                      D
Has taken its toll on me
              G
The fires are burning
                           C
Now here come the winds of change
                            D                G
But kind of like California I'll come around again

G                Am
Ice cold coffee, papers by the door
C
Some other things you wanted once
D                      G
That you don't want no more
G                         Am
Silence surrounds me just like an ocean tide
C
But I believe that's what I need
D
So I'm a little hard to find

G Am C D

              G
The fires are burning
                           C
Now here come the winds of change
                        D                G
Kind of like California I'll come around again
             C          D                G
Kind of like California I'll come around again