No Place At All - Sarah Slean

No place at all to call my own

Still wandering the world

And friends of mine all moving on

Getting comfortable cars

Getting married

In someone else’s neighbourhood

I hear a telephone

Who lives in those well-lighted homes

With their windows aglow

In the evening?

Look at me

Crying in my sleep

No one has to rescue me

I’m no place at all

The sun goes down beyond the trees

No sound, no trace of wind

The world is calm and beautiful

But it’s breaking my heart completely

Look at me

Crying in my sleep

No one has to rescue me

It’s plain to see

I’m no place at all

Look at me

Crying in my sleep

No one has to rescue me

It’s plain to see

Could it be I’m

Following this reverie

To nowhere and to nobody

No place at all

No place at all