I don’t where you are But I’m waiting at your door every day Your neighbor says you’ve gone away You left, not ever to stay
So I live alone and I’m writing songs about love And songs about hate (I’m writing songs about hate)
Well, I am not the man I used to be I am older and slightly deranged I am different in all details Just like the United States
So I live alone and I’m writing songs about love And songs about hate (I’m writing songs about hate)
Well, I don’t know if the trees will grow Or if the grass will get any greener ‘Cause all I can see is that the fields are green And we ain’t going nowhere Nowhere But here