March 5, 2011

…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 …