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Heading south the compass reads Look at our speed, we're going 63 Look out the window as the trees go green I look at them and they look at me. I got Neil Young on the stereo He comes along whenever I go There's something different as I hear him now Heading south on a familiar route. I can feel the lifting of my blues I can see you wipe your eyes anew I got the feeling I just can't lose Pulling into Santa Cruz. I got an old friend, he remembers me From way back when we were 17 We've got kids and we're older now But when I see him we're still 17 I need the beach to set me free I need the wind to make me breathe I need the water to wash my soul I need my loved ones to let me go I can feel the lifting of my blues I can see you wipe your eyes anew I got the feeling that I just can't lose Pulling into Santa Cruz. Up in the northwest we've got it good A little soggy, but we've got it good Can't help thinking that I wish I would Move my ass down to Santa Cruz I got the feeling that I just can't lose Pulling into Santa Cruz I got a feeling that I just can't lose Pulling into Santa Cruz I got a feeling I don't wanna lose Pulling into Santa Cruz I got a feeling that I just can't lose Pulling into Santa Cruz.