In the middle of nowhere at my own home address
In a city of a million I can't find a place to rest
Every street has a name and number but I got lost somehow I guess
In the middle of nowhere at my own home address
A familiar face I cannot find no they're all strangers to me
They offer advice and they offer it twice but they don't offer it for free
Like the wind howlin' and the dogs growlin' I'm not sure what I heard
I asked them for directions but couldn't understand a single word
Little darlin' won't you be my neighbor little darlin' won't you be my friend
Can I borrow a cup of sugar and the holes in your pants I will mend
And if you've ever got nothin' to do and lots of time to do it in
Meet me in the middle of nowhere and I'll surely let you in