Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Coming Home, artist - Sting. Album song 25 Years, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Record label: An A&M Records Release;
Song language: English
Never Coming Home |
Well it’s five in the morning and the light’s already broken |
And the rainy streets are empty for nobody else has woken |
Yet you turn towards the window as he sleeps beneath the covers |
And you wonder what he’s dreaming in his slumbers |
There’s a clock upon the table and it’s burning up the hour |
And you feel your life is shrinking like the petals of a flower |
As you creep towards the closet you’re so careful not to wake him |
And you choose the cotton dress you bought last summer |
There’s a time of indecision between the bedroom and the door |
But the part of you that knows that you can’t take it any more |
There’s the promise of the future in the creaking of the floor |
And you’re torn if you should leave him with a numbers |
And in your imagination you’re a thousand miles away |
Because too many of his promises got broken on the way |
So you write it in a letter all the things you couldn’t say |
And you tell him that you’re never coming home |
She starts running for the railway station praying that her calculation’s right |
And there’s a train just waiting there to get her to the city before night |
A place to sleep a place to stay will get her through another day |
She’ll take a job she’ll find a friend she’ll make a life that’s better |
The passengers ignore her just a girl with an umbrella |
And there’s nothing they can do for her, there’s nothing they can tell her |
There’s nothing they could ever say would change the way she feels today |
She’d live the life she’d always dreamed if he had only let her |
Now in her imagination she’s a million miles away |
When too many of his promises got broken on the way |
So she wrote it in a letter all the things she couldn’t say |
And she told him she was never coming home |
She told him she was never coming home |
I wake up in an empty bed a road drill hammers in my head |
I call her name there’s no reply it’s not like her to let me lie |
It’s time for work it’s time to go but something’s different I don’t know |
I need a cup of coffee I’ll feel better |
I stumble to the bathroom door, her make up bag is on the floor |
It really is a mess this place it takes some time to shave my face |
I’m not really thinking straight she never lets me sleep this late |
I’m almost done and then I see the letter |
In his imagination she’s a universe away |
Too many of his promises got broken on the way |
So she wrote it in a letter all things she couldn’t say |
And she told him she was never coming home |
She told him she was never coming home |
I’m going to live my life |
And she told him she was never coming home |
I’m going to live my life in my own way |