1000 Dreams - Dead Meadow

I was surely told your love is a curse

But to do without is 1000 times worse

Stuck out in the snow

Some propped up scarecrow

Come the sun I’m heading south

With 1000 dreams I could do without

I was surely told your love is a curse

I would wake before the day, I would be the first

To shiver and to shake

To wait and your front gate

Come the sun across your face

1000 dreams I would trace

I was surely told codeine is a curse

But to do without is 1000 times worse

Struck a golden vein

Then forty days of rain

Come the sun I’m heading south

With 1000 dreams I could do without