In a motel with a bouquet in the ice pail You can tell them I'm doing OK doing real well I've got six strings in the morning Rain danced on the roof last night Moon rose without warning Took its time crossing the sky I could tell you about lonely roads and the high way I could warn you about the trouble and the time it takes But California woke up this morning with a sweet refrain Yellow sun beat on the window Light cut straight through the blinds It was love that broke my sorrow Like the day breaks the night Yellow sun beat on the window Light cut straight through the blinds It was love that broke my sorrow Like a day breaks a long night In a motel with a bouquet in the ice pail You can tell them I'm doing OK doing real well