I can't seem to make it Make it on my own Turn the lights down low now Turn down our bed I can't seem to get you Out of my head Stranded here in Bakersfield You're so close yet so far, far away Stranded here in Bakersfield You're a million miles away, yeah I feel the heat coming down now Sweat runs down my face
I can hardly fake it go Fake it through this day Was it something that I said Or something I didn't do Eighteen more hours, girl 'Til I'm home to you Stranded here in Bakersfield You're so close yet so far, far away Stranded here in Bakersfield You're a million miles away, yeah ♪ So I walk out that lonely truck stop With my head hanging down Wondering how in the hell I got myself into this mess And more importantly how I was going to get myself out of it So I wrote a song for you, baby girl And I hope when I return home The locks ain't changed on the doors And there's still a spot for me On that big ol' California king size bed ♪ Stranded here in Bakersfield You're so close yet so far, far away Stranded here in Bakersfield You're a million miles away, yeah Won't you come see me in Bakersfield? Ooh I'm not a million miles away yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah