The Coast of Mendocino

Well, let’s make this fire burn bright for failing eyes.

A beacon shining to your place or mine.

Just grab a change of clothes, your favorite purse

and a map to mark the spots we see and feel.

And let’s go,

and let’s go

as far as our money will take us.

Where we know,

where we know,

where we know

that we are first to ever walk here.

And we’ll find,

and we’ll find

the peace that we have both been needing.

We’ll find it in each other.

Has your smile lost its glow? Has this place grown dark?

We have lost our sense of time; this year’s half gone.

I won’t let you grow old here; won’t let you wilt.

I won’t let you cry those tears you hide so well.

‘Cause you’re mine,

and you’re mine,

and no one else can hold me better.

And you’re fine,

and you’re fine,

you’re so fine,

you keep me warm in coldest weather.

And we’re old,

and we’re old,

in soul, but so young inside these bodies.

We’ll stay this way forever.

If you can help, help, help me with my health.

(Help me, help me, baby, can you help me?)

Then I can save, save, save you from yourself.

(I can save you. Only I can save you.)