Leaving Hollywood, sunset to the sea
Where the waves ride in on horses.
I'm looking for her light.

Creeping coastline of lights.

The seas and the trees calling me,
She's a river between day and night.
I'm looking for her light.

Creeping coastline of lights.
 [bad word] down from her mountian
Shining white light like a fountain.
I'm looking for her light.

Creeping coastline of lights.