| Song | Belongings |
| Artist | Clock Opera |
| Album | Belongings |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
| I know what I need, I know what is mine | |
| I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
| Until I can carry no more | |
| I put all my papers and records in piles | |
| I store all my secrets in boxes and files | |
| I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
| Until I can carry no more | |
| Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
| The shape of the hole when you’re gone | |
| You give me something that I can believe in | |
| You give me somewhere that I can belong | |
| We move our belongings, we surround ourselves | |
| With duplicate copies of books on our shelves | |
| And too many mirrors combining our lives | |
| Until we can’t tell them apart | |
| And sometimes I crowd you and step on your toes | |
| Sometimes I will go out in yesterday's clothes | |
| But I show you a sight that no one else knows | |
| And hope that you'll carry me on | |
| Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
| The shape of the hole when you’re gone | |
| You give me something that I can believe in | |
| You give me somewhere that I can belong |
| I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
| I know what I need, I know what is mine | |
| I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
| Until I can carry no more | |
| I put all my papers and records in piles | |
| I store all my secrets in boxes and files | |
| I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
| Until I can carry no more | |
| Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
| The shape of the hole when you' re gone | |
| You give me something that I can believe in | |
| You give me somewhere that I can belong | |
| We move our belongings, we surround ourselves | |
| With duplicate copies of books on our shelves | |
| And too many mirrors combining our lives | |
| Until we can' t tell them apart | |
| And sometimes I crowd you and step on your toes | |
| Sometimes I will go out in yesterday' s clothes | |
| But I show you a sight that no one else knows | |
| And hope that you' ll carry me on | |
| Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
| The shape of the hole when you' re gone | |
| You give me something that I can believe in | |
| You give me somewhere that I can belong |
| I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
| I know what I need, I know what is mine | |
| I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
| Until I can carry no more | |
| I put all my papers and records in piles | |
| I store all my secrets in boxes and files | |
| I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
| Until I can carry no more | |
| Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
| The shape of the hole when you' re gone | |
| You give me something that I can believe in | |
| You give me somewhere that I can belong | |
| We move our belongings, we surround ourselves | |
| With duplicate copies of books on our shelves | |
| And too many mirrors combining our lives | |
| Until we can' t tell them apart | |
| And sometimes I crowd you and step on your toes | |
| Sometimes I will go out in yesterday' s clothes | |
| But I show you a sight that no one else knows | |
| And hope that you' ll carry me on | |
| Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
| The shape of the hole when you' re gone | |
| You give me something that I can believe in | |
| You give me somewhere that I can belong |