If it were up to me to build this place
Well I'd have made the miles it takes a little shorter
And I think I would tell the hills to lay to waste
And soak up all the Finger Lakes
So I could straighten the lines
Yeah, so I could straighten the lines to anywhere.

And if I was told to know my place
Well, I think I would choose a space closer to yours
And I would use those lines I drew to get real close
finger on my pulse because
I think that it's strongest there
Yeah, I think that it's strongest there near you.

'Cos I do not belong to the night
Mystery or song or moonlight
To be a far-begotten soul, I don't know what they do
Don't know where such souls go, but I belong to you.

If the ground should start to break
Well, I think I would allocate more of my bones
To keep our legs up and the tiny ones inside our hands
Would plant themselves in door frames and
Each other or at least I hope
With each other, or at least I hope they would.

'Cos I do not belong to the night
Mystery or song or moonlight
To be a far-begotten soul, I don't know what they do
Don't know where such souls go, but I belong to you.

If any part of us should start to die
I'd dig a well and bleed it dry and wait there
For something to breathe 'cos I believe or at least I try
That nothing is just born to die
'Cos I think that we'd all just wait
Yeah, I think that we'd all just wait if that were [bad word]  

'Cos I do not belong to the night
Mystery or song or moonlight
To be a far-begotten soul, I don't know what they do
Don't know where such souls go, but I belong to you.

I belong to you
I belong to you so long as this world allows me to