Southwest of Nowhere

My eyes are closed, my bags are packed

So I’ll spin the globe, point at the map and go there

Some place nobody knows my name

Out somewhere on the far side, southwest of nowhere

Where no one knows the origin of these tender lines across my face

My dear, I’ll go there

You could accompany me – were you less afraid of life

Somewhere when the bad wind blows my name is never even mentioned

Where the sins of my past are blacked out by my present intentions

Where no one cares to care at all – dear God, for none to care

Darlin’, I’ll go there – you could too, were you less afraid of fear