Nowhere To Go I know a place Down past an old shack On a road - TopicsExpress



          

Nowhere To Go I know a place Down past an old shack On a road that goes to nowhere Aint nobody coming back We can go there tonight We can talk until dawn Or maybe something else Ill leave the radio on Theres no one to hear You might as well scream They never woke up From the American dream And they dont understand What they dont 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. Just my jeans and my t-shirt And my blue Chevrolet Its Saturday night Feels like everythings wrong Ive got some strawberry wine I wanna 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 Im so close to heaven This hell is not mine This hell is not mine...
Posted on: Sun, 30 Nov 2014 07:44:12 +0000

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