| Seattle in the rear view mirror | |
| Brooding like the child inside the man | |
| I was following the interstate | |
| Way up north the father fields Canadian | |
| Up above the royal border | |
| The King George highway opens to the sky | |
| The mountains stand there singing out | |
| Filling up my open eyes | |
| And I still can see you sleeping | |
| In a bed of moonlight seeping | |
| And I remember crying | |
| Cause I knew the sun was rising | |
| Rock deep (I remember crying) | |
| Rock deep (cause I knew the sun was rising) | |
| All the gusts of English Bay | |
| Singing on an ancient radio | |
| And a young girl with a burning heart | |
| Stares down at the big ships anchored far below | |
| And she knows where she is going | |
| Cause her very soul is glowing | |
| And in this gentle harbor | |
| She don't need to go no farther | |
| Rock deep | |
| Rock deep | |
| Rock deep | |
| Rock deep | |
| Oh my soul was glowing | |
| And I knew where I was going |