you belong with me, not swallowed in the sea

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 with 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 . 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 and spread it all around , get lost and then get found, and you'll come back to me, not swallowed in the sea.


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...
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.
Yeah, you belong with me, not swallowed in the sea.