The Santa Ana Public Parking Structure Closes At 12AM

[Verse 1]
Float on a breeze, warm me up from the cold
Trade on your youth and pray you never get old
Those Santa Ana’s are rough the years are starting to show
Put the lotion on thick exfoliating the burns

[Pre-Chorus]
Thought i could feel it
Didn’t believe it

[Chorus]
But nothing ever changes
Try to hold on to the hope that it may
The memories are fading
It’s time to move on to a new place
But i don’t wanna say goodbye