Nowhere

Theres a bus stop,
in a rare spot in the middle of a barren empty desert
where it’s too hot, for even a cold blooded creature to live!
Saddle up I think it’s time to find a new ride.
Better hurry if you wanna make it alive.
The sign says the greyhound ain’t been here for years!
But somehow all these dreams and all these
wishes, always seem to bring me back to here.
No wind in the air.
Something about a sense of reason,
should’ve brought about a better season or, am I getting nowhere?
The economies slow, but I’ve been making my way.
Put the key to the old’s, it’s been a long long day.
almost home,
in second gear the tires hit the pavement go POP POP POP POP!
No explanation no, but I best be hasting the day.
What about these hottie hottie molten lava streets in my way.
But its almost Autumn right?
And this gets over right?
I’m over certain that the water makes it colder right?
I might get through this right?
But if I’m wrong!
One more reason to sing this song.
But somehow all these dreams and all these
wishes, always seem to bring me back to here.
No wind in the air.
Something about a sense of reason,
should’ve brought about a better season
Oooh oooh, gotta rig it up myself,
cause I’ve been standing on thin air, yea yea yea.
My solitude can find me I made a better bet
this time, cause I’ve been betting on nowhere.