I'm so tired, my eyes are blood-shot red, yeah,
I've been around some and I have discovered
The dream ain't what it seems, but this reality, it's nearly dead.
I've gotta leave, I'm gonna leave you now,
Can't step in Alaska, take me down south of Mount Shasta,
Going to California in the morn.
I've had enough of rugged edges of the world
Where there's too many guys and not enough girls,
Middle of nowhere, gives a guy a distant stare.
But I love you more than anyone I know --
I do not know anyone at all.
Well, I awoke in the back of a station wagon,
Whittier, Alaska, in the pouring rain,
Outside a bar called the Anchor Inn.
There was a fight, I heard your lover fair dissolved,
Problem solved with a broken fist,
Bloody nose and a busted lip.
You broke your hand,
You hit the wall when he ducked your punch,
Heard he's waiting at your cabin with the gun.
Now there's no sound, just the Prince William Sound
And he don't say a thing,
It's almost summer: it rains and snows and rains again.
If I return just to find that I'm dead to you,
Can my ghost lie in bed with you?
I'll possess your boyfriend's body,
Then you'll be making love to me.
But you love him more than anyone you know
But you don't know anyone at all.
So do your dreams fuel the fire of your illusion?
Heart and mind are in collusion,
Asleep you're not alive, if you dream can you still survive?
And do you feel that your life is consuming you,
The illusion's ruining you, your love's a fallacy,
So what on earth could set you free?
I love you more than anyone I know
But I don't know anyone at all.
I love you more than anyone I know
But I don't know anyone at all.
You loved him more than anyone you know
But you don't know anyone at all.