When we split, I set out Over a desert landscape And I started chasing the sun. Across the widest river, Leaving your memory on the other side, Nothing on my mind but to run.
I lost my map. It was weighing me down, And I don't need it anyway. What I need is time To catch that blazing sun. So after it, I head west today.
I think I knew the way, Once upon a time, Over these wooded mountains. The dream was so much clearer Just before I set out after it, But now all these trees have me surrounded.
The air is cooler now. My tank is almost empty. I see the Pacific through the rain, And it seems the sun has slipped away. Now I'm as far west as I can go. Going on means I'll be east again.