Sting "Never Coming Home" lyrics

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Never Coming Home

Well it's five in the morning and the light's already brokenAnd the rainy streets are empty for nobody else has wokenYet you turn towards the window as he sleeps beneath the coversAnd you wonder what he's dreaming in his slumbers

There's a clock upon the table and it's burning up the hourAnd you feel your life is shrinking like the petals of a flowerAs you creep towards the closet you're so careful not to wake himAnd you choose the cotton dress you bought last summer

There's a time of indecision between the bedroom and the doorBut the part of you that knows that you can't take it any moreThere's the promise of the future in the creaking of the floorAnd you're torn if you should leave him with a number

And in your imagination you're a thousand miles awayBecause too many of his promises got broken on the waySo you write it in a letter all the things you couldn't sayAnd you tell him that you're never coming home

She starts running for the railway station praying that her calculation's rightAnd there's a train just waiting there to get her to the city before nightA place to sleep a place to stay will get her through another dayShe'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 umbrellaAnd there's nothing they can do for her, there's nothing they can tell herThere's nothing they could ever say would change the way she feels todayShe'd live the life she'd always dreamed if he had only let her

Now in her imagination she's a million miles awayWhen too many of his promises got broken on the waySo she wrote it in a letter all the things she couldn't sayAnd she told him she was never coming homeShe told him she was never coming home

I wake up in an empty bed a road drill hammers in my headI call her name there's no reply it's not like her to let me lieIt's time for work it's time to go but something's different I don't knowI need a cup of coffee I'll feel better

I stumble to the bathroom door, her make up bag is on the floorIt really is a mess this place it takes some time to shave my faceI'm not really thinking straight she never lets me sleep this lateI'm almost done and then I see the letter

In his imagination she's a universe awayToo many of his promises got broken on the waySo she wrote it in a letter all things she couldn't sayAnd 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 lifeAnd she told him she was never coming homeI'm gonna live my life in my own way

Nikada više kod kuće

Pet je sati ujutru i svetlo se već promoliloI kišovite ulice su prazne, jer niko se još nije probudioA ipak, okrećeš se ka prozoru dok on spava ispod pokrivačaI pitaš se o čemu on sanja u svojim snovima

Časovnik je na stolu i sat otkucavaI osećaš da se tvoj život suši kao latice cvećaDok miliš ka toaletu tako si oprezna da ga ne probudišI biraš pamučnu haljinu koju si kupila prošlog leta

Postoji vreme neodlučnosti između spavaće sobe i vrataAli deo tebe zna da više to ne možeš da izdržišPostoji obećanje budućnosti u škripanju podaI ti si istrzana da li treba da ga napustiš s brojem telefona

I u tvojoj mašti si hiljadama milja dalekoJer previše njegovih obećanja su se na putu slomilaZato u pismu pišeš sve stvari koje nisi mogla rećiI kažeš mu da se više ne vraćaš kući

Ona počinje da trči ka železničkoj stanici moleći se da je njena računica tačnaI voz baš tu čeka da je odveze do grada pre noćiMesto za prespavati, mesto na kom će - hoće li preživeti još jedan dan?Zaposliće se, pronaći prijatelja, stvoriće bolji život

Putnici je ignorišu - samo još jedna devojka sa kišobranomI ne postoji ništa što bi oni mogli učiniti za nju, ništa što bi joj rekliNišta što bi oni ikada mogli da kažu ne može promeniti kako se ona danas osećaŽivela bi život kakav je oduvek sanjala samo da ju je on pustio

I u njenoj mašti ona je hiljadama milja dalekoKada se previše njegovih obećanja na putu slomiloZato mu je u pismu napisala sve stvari koje mu nije mogla rećiI rekla mu je da se više nikada kući neće vratitiRekla mu je da se više nikada kući neće vratiti

Budim se u praznom krevetu, ulična bušilica bruji u mojoj glaviDozivam njeno ime, nema odgovora, nije nalik njoj da mi dozvoli da ležimVreme je za posao, vreme je da se krene, ali nešto je drugačije, ne znamPotrebna mi je šolja kafe, osećaću se bolje

Spotičem se na vratima kupatila, njen neseser je na poduStvarno je nered ovde, potrebno je neko vreme da se obrijemNe razmišljam stvarno trezveno, nikada me nije pustila da do ovako kasno spavamSkoro da sam gotov, a onda ugledam ovo pismo

U njegovoj mašti ona je vasionu dalekoPreviše njegovih obećanja se na putu slomiloZato je u pismu napisala sve što mu nije mogla rećiI rekla mu je da se više nikada kući neće vratitiRekla mu je da se više nikada kući neće vratitiRekla mu je da se više nikada kući neće vratiti

"Živeću svoj život"Rekla mu je da se više nikada kući neće vratiti"Živeću svoj život na svoj način"

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