Nowhere to go

Nowhere to go Lyrics

Nowhere To Go
(M. Etheridge)

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 

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 V.A. J
ust my jeans and my t-shirt 
And my blue Chevrolet
It's Saturday night 
Feels like everything's wrong 
I've got some strawberry wine 
I want to get you alone 

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...