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Never Coming Home



Sting - Never Coming Home - Текст песни

Well its 5 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 your torn if you should leave him with a number


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


And the passengers ignore her just a girl with an umbrella

There's nothing they can do for her there's nothing they can tell her

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


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 makeup bag is on the floor

It really is a mess this place it takes some time to shave my face

But 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,

She told him she was never coming home


I'm gonna live my life

I'm gonna live my life in my own way
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