lonesome dreams

I land on an island coast,
Where the only souls I see are ghosts.
I run through a wooded isle,
And I chase the sunlight mile after mile.
And I feel like I know this place
As the tree line breaks into wide-open space.
I stare at a bright red sun;
Though I search all day, I never find anyone.

I walk on a winding road
In the deep of the night, near the edge of the known.
I pass by a moonlit lake,
And a cold wind blows, and my bones start to shake.
And I feel I should know this place
As the road winds on into wide-open space.
The wind plays a haunting tone
As I make my way through the night all alone.

I been dreaming again of a lonesome world,
Where I'm lost, and I've got no friends--
Just the rocks and the trees in my lonesome dreams,
And a road that don't never end.
I been dreaming again of a lonesome world,
Where I'm lost and I'm on my own.
What am I destined to be? It's a mystery, baby;
Just, please, don't leave me alone.

I lie under starlit skies,
And the seasons change in the blink of an eye.
I watch as the planets turn,
And the old stars die, and the young stars burn.
But I don't really know this place,
And it's lonesome here in the wide-open space.
Can it be as real as it seems?
Maybe this time, I won't wake from the dream.