Communist Daughter — Balboa Bridge lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Balboa Bridge" by Communist Daughter.

Lyrics

If it hits you right
You don’t even know
Half the night
Turning into stone
And I hate to call it home
'Cause it hurts to be alone
All my fight
Covered up with snow
In a town this size
It’s hard to let you go And I hate to call it home
'Cause it hurts to be alone
I’m going up to the Balboa Bridge
I wanna fly more than I wanna live
I’m going off the Santa Monica Pier
I wanna get so far from here
Somewhere where it’s warm
Last July,
That hung around like smoke
If I close my eyes
It’s all I’ve ever known
And I hate to call it home
'Cause it hurts to be alone
I’m going up to the Balboa Bridge
I wanna fly more than I wanna live
I’m going off the Santa Monica Pier
I wanna get so far from here
Somewhere where it’s warm
Somewhere where it’s warm
I’m going up to the Balboa Bridge
I wanna fly more than I wanna live
I’m going off the Santa Monica Pier
I wanna get so far from here
I’m going up to the Balboa Bridge
I wanna fly more than I wanna live
I’m going off the Santa Monica Pier
I wanna get so far from here
Somewhere where it’s warm