Stuck - Caro Emerald

I close my eyes and dream about a sunny holiday, 
I wish that I was beachin´ down on Saint Tropez. 
Or sitting in the lobby at the fabulous Pierre 
With diamonds on my fingers and not a single care. 

Instead I´m on the Avenue where nobody goes, 
With fields of green that wilted like a last summer rose. 
Some people call it paradise, but I call it pain, 
Baby take me anywhere, but not here again. 

Why am I sitting in the middle of nowhere, 
Standing here with nothing to do, 
Wondering if I really love you, oh oh, 
I guess that I do. 

Why am I sitting in the middle of nowhere, 
Standing here with nothing to do, 
Wondering if I really love you, oh oh, 
I guess that I do. 

You promised me a motorcade and endless perfume, 
A palace in Geneva with a perfect view. 
And dreams painted yellow like the colour of gold, 
And dine with kings and queens ´til the food gets cold. 

Instead I´m on the edge of all I thought I would be, 
This dream is now a comedy, I don´t wanna see. 
Some people call it laughter but I call it pain, 
Baby take me anywhere, but not here again. 

Why am I sitting in the middle of nowhere, 
Standing here with nothing to do, 
Wondering if I really love you, oh oh, 
I guess that I do. 

Why am I sitting in the middle of nowhere, 
Standing here with nothing to do, 
Wondering if I really love you, oh oh, 
I guess that I do, I do. 

I know we have a chemistry, 
This combination´s heavenly, 
But don´t forget you promised me, 
Everything, everything. 

I know we have a chemistry, 
This combination´s heavenly, 
But don´t forget that you promised me, 
Everything. 

Why am I sitting in the middle of nowhere, 
Standing here with nothing to do, 
Wondering if I really love you, oh oh, 
I guess that I do. 

Why am I sitting in the middle of nowhere, 
Standing here with nothing to do, 
Wondering if I really love you, oh oh, 
I guess that I do.