In the Shelter Lyrics：Jimmy Buffett Music：Jimmy Buffett
'Were gonna time travel back to New Orleans Levee along the Mississippi River for an old song, with a little new life'
In the shelter, in the morning as the sun was brightly gleaming, I heard her crying out, 'What is it all about? I just don't know, but I can't go back home.'
Lonely princess, all the days out on your own are growing empty. Nothin' is goin' well; if you could only tell them how you feel. But they're too real to understand.
Too many small suggestions ending in forced rejection long ago. Too many innocent faces in too many far-out places; something's wrong.
Let me tell you that something's wrong. It's been that way so long, and it's a shame.
On the street car to the city,
where she knows that she may lose it all, riding for just a dime, takin' her own sweet time and knowing well that this could be her final fall, past the boutique, down the alley, to the river, people pass her by. She sits on the big grey rocks; takes off her boots and socks, not knowing what she will do next; just starts to cry.
To many wild rejections ending in angry questions from her dad. To many TV dinners; and everyone loves a winner, but she has lost. No ones knows the trials she had.
In the shelter, in the morning as the sun was brightly gleaming, I heard her crying out, 'What is it all about? I just don't know, but I can't go back home.' Hell, I just don't know, but I can't go back home.