You left me with 

These things in my hand 

I don't deserve . 

So i ran to the only place that would take me

All alone , in uncertainty

Hopped on the plane

Not knowing how to fly 

Land of dreaming and the cure to broken things

Lost my innocence trying to forget the past. 
Build my trust on things that don't last.

But slowly in this place i see all my hopes and dreams   

All the parts locked up. Start to come alive . 

I moved to California, with nothing left to lose