Belong

Like a hermit humming on a hill
Like a feather on a whippoorwill
I long, I long to belong

Like an acorn in the dirt
Like a button on a shirt
I long, I long to belong

Chorus:
Sometimes I’m like a leaf pressed against
And tangled up in a chain link fence
Waiting for the wind
To push me through
To where I belong
Where do I belong?

Like the farmer in the dell
Like the devil down in hell
I long, I long to belong

Like Philippe Petit on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I long, I long to belong

Chorus

Repeat 1st verse

(Thanks to Leonard Cohen for the choir line)

Heather Hardy ©2011