Song | Nowhere In The Neighborhood |
Artist | Jace Everett |
Album | Jace Everett |
作曲 : Everett, Leblanc, Rambeaux | |
Standin' here on this old familiar porch, | |
I know this welcome mat ain't meant for me. | |
I can't believe you even opened up the door: | |
You always were much too kind to me. | |
I don't know how I wound up here, | |
I was nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
In this house on this street, | |
We had a chance to live a dream: | |
I'd go back and get it right if I could. | |
'Cause I was here but I was gone: | |
How could I get so much so wrong? | |
Now I know a home is more than bricks an' wood. | |
There's so much of love I thought I understood, | |
But I was nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
I had everything a man could ever want, | |
But still I was not satisfied. | |
A fool would drink from some forbidden cup, | |
Until he's drunk on his own lies. | |
Yeah, I believed I could live two lives: | |
I was nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
In this house on this street, | |
We had a chance to live a dream: | |
I'd go back and get it right if I could. | |
'Cause I was here but I was gone: | |
How could I get so much so wrong? | |
Now I know a home is more than bricks an' wood. | |
There's so much of love I thought I understood, | |
But I was nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
'Cause I was here but I was gone: | |
How could I get so much so wrong? | |
Now I know a home is more than bricks an' wood. | |
There's so much of love I thought I understood, | |
Yeah, I was nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
Nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
No, no. |
zuò qǔ : Everett, Leblanc, Rambeaux | |
Standin' here on this old familiar porch, | |
I know this welcome mat ain' t meant for me. | |
I can' t believe you even opened up the door: | |
You always were much too kind to me. | |
I don' t know how I wound up here, | |
I was nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
In this house on this street, | |
We had a chance to live a dream: | |
I' d go back and get it right if I could. | |
' Cause I was here but I was gone: | |
How could I get so much so wrong? | |
Now I know a home is more than bricks an' wood. | |
There' s so much of love I thought I understood, | |
But I was nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
I had everything a man could ever want, | |
But still I was not satisfied. | |
A fool would drink from some forbidden cup, | |
Until he' s drunk on his own lies. | |
Yeah, I believed I could live two lives: | |
I was nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
In this house on this street, | |
We had a chance to live a dream: | |
I' d go back and get it right if I could. | |
' Cause I was here but I was gone: | |
How could I get so much so wrong? | |
Now I know a home is more than bricks an' wood. | |
There' s so much of love I thought I understood, | |
But I was nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
' Cause I was here but I was gone: | |
How could I get so much so wrong? | |
Now I know a home is more than bricks an' wood. | |
There' s so much of love I thought I understood, | |
Yeah, I was nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
Nowhere in the neighborhood. | |
No, no. |