You're a dog without a bark,
Youâre the night without its dark,
You're really nowhere at all.
You're a song without a tune,
An astronaut without a moon,
Youâre really nowhere at all.
Where I am is this crowded café,
And I sit here all on my own,
Knowing every single damned ring tone
Is destined for some body else's phone.
You're a beach without a summer,
The Clash without Joe Strummer,
Youâre really nowhere at all.
You're a table without chairs,
A banister with no stairs,
You're really nowhere at all.
Where I am is this crowded café,
And I sit here all on my own,
Knowing every stupid damned ring tone
Is destined for some body else's phone.
Itâs never gonna ring for me.
Itâs never gonna ring for me.
Itâs never gonna ring for me.
- :
- Bloody Rain
- Where It Hurts
- August
- Heaven
- Blue Valentine
- 10 Corso Como: North-South
- Love and Pain
- I Am a Woman
- Live In Montreal
- Men Just Wanna Have Fun
- Blue Valentine (Live)
- Cello Songs
- The Best of Sarah Jane Morris (Live)
- Sarah Jane Morris
- Intercity Woman, Volume 2
- Wave Music, Volume 12
- Ibiza 2009
- Chilled Out Essentials
- GALLARDAGALANTE 1 - Barbarous Traveling
- Hotel Chill 3