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You cut me down a tree


And brought it back to me


And that's what made me see


Where I was going wrong


You put me on a shelf


And kept me for yourself


I can only blame myself


You can only blame me




And I could write a song


A hundred miles long


Well, that's where I belong


And you belong to me




And I could write it down


Or spread it all around


Get lost and then get found


Or swallowed in the sea




You put me on a line


And hung me out to dry


And darling that's when I


Decided to go to see you




You cut me down to size


And opened up my eyes


Made me realize


What I could not see




And I could write a book


The one they'll say that shook


The world, and then it took


It took it back from me




And I could write it down


Or spread it all around


Get lost and then get found


And you'll come back to me


Not swallowed in the sea




Ooh...




And I could write a song


A hundred miles long


Well, that's where I belong


And you belong with me




The streets you're walking on


A thousand houses long


Well, that's where I belong


And you belong with me




Oh what good is it to live


With nothing left to give


Forget but not forgive


Not loving all you see




Oh the streets you're walking on


A thousand houses long


Well that's where I belong


And you belong with me


Not swallowed in the sea




You belong with me


Not swallowed in the sea


Yeah, you belong with me


Not swallowed in the sea