The Bouncing Souls - The Guest lyrics

Lost somewhere and trying to find a place to belong to The empty alleys and parking lots is where I'll be When everyone goes home I like what I see it's nothing special to me And nothing's coming down on me I think of a place a time or a face Staring out at the stars in the sky There's so many of them And we're drivin' by I like what I see it's nothing special to me And nothing's coming down on me