Ever have a song haunt you?  Nowhere Girl is a song that has done that to me.  It is an eerie dance tune from the 80’s that just never seems to let me go. It’s on my top ten list of all time personal favorites.  Between the message and the music it stands the test of time.

I used to listen to this when I was about 18 years of age. The lyrics are strangely words I feel tell the story of what happened to me all my young life in high school. 

I once drove a motorcycle and I disappeared into this song with it under my helmet.  But now as I ski down the slopes or drive at night alone... I feel my youth and a powerful sense of lost love energizing my body.  There is an acoustic guitar bridge that sums up the entire tune.  You can feel yourself stepping into a dream and out again. There is a sense of desperation and acceptance of what is.  

For me Nowhere Girl  was about each girl I knew that never took the time to get to know me.  I don't mean the type that gave you one date then called it quits; no ... I mean the type that wouldn't even consider you.  This may seem paradoxical but I was boldly confident when I was young but there where girls that were just way out of my league.  I thought they were fools for never giving me a shot when they gave some pretty useless jocks and rich boys from the "in" crowds ample room to show their true colors.   I knew girls were interested in me, but they were afraid to risk reputation as the guys didn't like me.  That changed later and the pendulum swung back my way in a big way as I entered my twenties, but in high-school.  This song really meant it all to me because I was the guy folks didn’t understand, but had those around him figured out quite well.   

Again the lyrics are great because they are so simple.  And simple communicates well.

Nowhere Girl

Nowhere girl you're living in a dream,
Nowhere girl you stay behind the scenes,
Nowhere girl you never go outside,
Nowhere girl cause you prefer to hide.

Every night, every day
In that all old familiar light
You hang up when I call you at home.
And I try to get through
And I try to talk to you
But there's something stopping me from getting through.

Nowhere girl what you had you need,
Nowhere girl all functional and neat,
Nowhere girl in self-imposed exile,
Nowhere girl a martyr-like denial.

Every night, every day
In that all old familiar light
You hang up when I call you at home.
And I try to get through
And I try to talk to you
But there's something stopping me from getting through