Melissa Etheridge- Nowhere to Go
"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…"
1996: Your Little Secret (album)
I’ll wrap up my bones
And leave them
Out of this home
Out on the road
Two feet standing on a principle
Two hands longing for each others warmth
Cold smoke seeping out of colder throats
Darkness falling, leaves nowhere to go.