Chris Weaver Band - California High Lyrics

I look up and touch the sky|I soar where angels fly|Don't wanna come down â€" just enjoyin' the ride|I'm California high||Countin' the stars underneath my feet|You dream, but you don't sleep|Even the saltwater tastes like wine|When you're California high||You'd think Picasso hung the sun on that horizon|That Pacific blue could make Poseidon cry|You get lost in that great wide open|When you're California high||I met a girl on the boulevard |And like a warm breeze she blew away with my heart|I never will forget that night we got California high||We thought Picasso hung the moon on that horizon|That Pacific blue could make Poseidon cry|We got lost in that great wide open|When we got California high||California high â€" California high||You'd think Picasso hung the sun on that horizon|That Pacific blue could make Poseidon cry|You get lost in that great wide open|When you're California high||||