Melissa Etheridge - Nowhere to Go lyrics
[Melissa Etheridge - Nowhere to Go lyrics]
I know a place down past an old shack
On a road that goes to nowhere
Ain't nobody coming back
We can go there tonight
We can talk until dawn
Or maybe something else
I'll leave the radio on the radio on
There's no one to hear
You might as well scream they never woke up
From the American dream
And they don't understand
What they don't see
And they look through you
And they look past me
Oh you and I dancing slow
And we got nowhere to go
Past the Wal-Mart and the prison
Down by the old VA
Just my jeans and my T-shirt
My blue Chevrolet well, it's Saturday night
It feels like everything's wrong
I've got some strawberry wine
I want to get you alone get you alone
'Cause there's no one to hear
You might as well scream they never woke up
From the American dream
And they don't understand
What they don't see
And they look through you
And they look past me
Oh you and I dancing slow
And we got nowhere to go
Down by the muddy water of the mighty Mo
In an old abandoned box car will I ever know
Dance with me forever this moment is divine
I'm so close to heaven this hell is not mine
This hell is not mine
There's no one to hear
You might as well scream they never woke up
From the American dream
And they don't understand
What they don't see
And they look through you
And they look past me
Oh you and I dancing slow
And we got nowhere to go
We got nowhere to go we got nowhere to go
We got nowhere to go you and me
You and me you and me got nowhere to go
On a road that goes to nowhere
Ain't nobody coming back
We can go there tonight
We can talk until dawn
Or maybe something else
I'll leave the radio on the radio on
There's no one to hear
You might as well scream they never woke up
From the American dream
And they don't understand
What they don't see
And they look through you
And they look past me
Oh you and I dancing slow
And we got nowhere to go
Past the Wal-Mart and the prison
Down by the old VA
Just my jeans and my T-shirt
My blue Chevrolet well, it's Saturday night
It feels like everything's wrong
I've got some strawberry wine
I want to get you alone get you alone
'Cause there's no one to hear
You might as well scream they never woke up
From the American dream
And they don't understand
What they don't see
And they look through you
And they look past me
Oh you and I dancing slow
And we got nowhere to go
Down by the muddy water of the mighty Mo
In an old abandoned box car will I ever know
Dance with me forever this moment is divine
I'm so close to heaven this hell is not mine
This hell is not mine
There's no one to hear
You might as well scream they never woke up
From the American dream
And they don't understand
What they don't see
And they look through you
And they look past me
Oh you and I dancing slow
And we got nowhere to go
We got nowhere to go we got nowhere to go
We got nowhere to go you and me
You and me you and me got nowhere to go