Savage Garden - Santa Monica

In Santa Monica,
in the winter time
The lazy streets
so undemanding
I walk into the crowd
In Santa Monica,
you get your coffee from
The coolest places
on the promenade
Where people
dress just so
Beauty so unavoidable
Everywhere you turn
it’s there
I sit and wonder
what am I doing here
But on the telephone
line I am anyone
I am anything
I want to be
I could be a supermodel
Or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn’
t know the difference
Or would you

Santa Monica,
all the people got
modern names
Like Jake or Mandy
And modern bodies too
In Santa Monica,
on the boulevard
You’ll have to dodge
those in line skaters
Or they’ll knock you down
I never felt so lonely
Never felt
so out of place
I never wanted
something more
than this
But on the
telephone line
I am anyone,
I am anything
I want to be
I could be a supermodel
Or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn’t
know the difference
See, on the telephone line
I am any height
I am any age I want to be
I could be a supermodel
And you wouldn’t
know the difference
Or would you

Or would you

But on the
telephone line
I am anyone,
I am anything
I want to be
I could be a supermodel
Or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn’t
know the difference
See, on the
telephone line
I am any height,
I am any age I want to be
I could be a caped
crusader or space invader
And you wouldn’t
know the difference
Or would you

Savage Garden - Santa Monica

Savage Garden Search: Savage Garden