Nowhere To Go — текст песни (Etheridge Melissa)

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`ve got nowhere to go
Past the Wal-Mart and the prison, down by the old VA
Just 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
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`ve got nowhere to go
Down by the mudddy water of the mighty Mo
In an old abandoned boxcar, 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`ve got nowhere to go