Текст песни Etheridge Melissa - Nowhere To Go
Etheridge Melissa - Nowhere To Go слова песни
I know a place down past an old shackOn a road that goes to nowhere, ain`t nobody coming backWe can go there tonight, we can talk until dawnOr maybe something else, I`ll leave the radio onThe radio onThere`s no one to hear, you might as well screamThey never woke up from the American dreamAnd they don`t understand what they don`t seeAnd they look through you and they look past meOh, you and I dancing slowAnd we`ve got nowhere to goPast the Wal-Mart and the prison, down by the old VAJust my jeans and my T-shirt and my blue ChevroletIt`s Saturday night, feels like everything`s wrongI`ve got some strawberry wine, I want to get you aloneGet you alone`Cause there`s no one to hear, you might as well screamThey never woke up from the American dreamAnd they don`t understand what they don`t seeAnd they look through you and they look past meOh, you and I dancing slowAnd we`ve got nowhere to goDown by the mudddy water of the mighty MoIn an old abandoned boxcar, will I ever knowDance with me forever, this moment is divineI`m so close to heaven, this hell is not mineThis hell is not mineThere`s no one to hear, you might as well screamThey never woke up from the American dreamAnd they don`t understand what they don`t seeAnd they look through you and they look past meOh, you and I dancing slowAnd we`ve got nowhere to go