Will is my friend
Will sings like John
Going back to California
Will is the west coast with me
Will is a past is a plenty
Will is a blue friend of mine
With whom I spend a whole lot of my time
The lemon tree it laughs at me
It's growing beautifully
The little veins it would unwind
And it'll wrap your whole in time
Now let's have a glass of wine
Now let's have another glass of wine
This is the water in which we wade
This is our father this is how we strayed
This is the wind
And this is the breeze
Will is my friend
Will sings like John
Going back to California