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 got nowhere
to go
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
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
And we got nowhere
to go
And we got nowhere
to go
And we got nowhere
to go
And we got nowhere
to go