She'll have California blonde hair And a California start She's not from around here but Goodbyes break her heart She grew up in a sleepy little town But the parents split up When the marriage went south And now the kids are mean But the streets are clean So they don't say a word Leaves for college in about a month, she's got Bags to pack, and numbers to crunch, she's Got a boy with long brown hair and she Seems to be the only thing he cares about What he'd do For his backpack full of songs To take him with you What he'd do For his backpack full of songs To take him with you