(Happy to call this) 'Cause I'm happy to call this No more running I'm good knowing That I belong I got loving Inside this island Don't care who knows it

Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau Some belong to strangers, and some to

I belong to you, you, you Take care of me Talk all day then at night fall in deep Stimulate me I want you mental and physically I belong to you I belong to Don't come my way If you ain't here for love

Can't hold on, can't move on You're the weight beneath my sin Now I know that I don't belong, I don't care You're a scar burned into my skin It's the same old fucking story The same old fucking lies I can't believe... You stole my life, you've taken