Here I am,
another day,
East of
Eden,
West of
L .A.
The traffic seems to go for miles and miles.
I turned on the radio,
heard a song I used to know
It made me laugh and it made me cry
Out here the sun, it always shines
These days it only makes me blue
An d the wind blows
sweeter through the pines
Oh, I'm a sad magnolia, wishing you were mine,
underneath the moon caroline.
The girls on the sunset strip that
ever kissed your honey lips,
In your mama's yard in late
July
I said I'd just be gone a year
Well how the hell am I still here?
You know I never meant to lie
Out here the sun it always shines
But these days it only makes me blue
When blue sweeps through the pine
Oh yeah, I'm a sad magnolia
Wishing you were mine
Underneath the moon in
Carolina
Carolina, I still dream of better days,
nothing fine
Should I ever find my way home,
back home
I hear the sun, it always shines
But these days it only makes me blue
An d the wind blew
sweet through the pines
Oh yeah, I'm a sad
Magnolia
And wishing you were mine
Underneath the moon in
Carolina
I'm
Caroline