Take a long drive with me on California One, on California One. And the road a-winding goes from golden gate to roaring cliff-side, and the light is softly low as our hearts become sweetly untied beneath the sun of California One. Take a long dram with me of California wine, of California wine. And the wine, it tastes so sweet as we lay our eyes to wander, and the sky, it stretches deep. Will we rest our heads to slumber beneath the vines of California wine? Beneath the sun of California One. Annabelle lies, sleeps with quiet eyes on this sea-drift sun. What can you do? And if i said, O it's in your head on this sea-drift sun. What can you do?