| One...two...one two three four | |
| You feel as though as everything wanders around | |
| Someone will tell you everything is brown | |
| But you can't believe in everything you hear...not now | |
| You don't know where you're going | |
| You don't know what you're doing | |
| You've got to find a place that you can go, that you call home | |
| Its funny how you fake it | |
| I always knew you made it up | |
| And this is the place that you can go, that you belong | |
| Yes you belong | |
| I love you more than you love a blue sky | |
| More than the moonlight on a silent winter night | |
| more than all my flowers that bloom for you my life | |
| You don't know where you're going | |
| You don't know what you're doing | |
| You've got to find a place that you can go, that you call home | |
| Its funny how you fake it | |
| I always knew you made it up | |
| And this is the Place that you can go, that you belong | |
| Yes you belong | |
| You belong | |
| You belong | |
| You don't know where you're going | |
| You don't know what you're doing | |
| No matter how far | |
| No matter how long | |
| This is the place that you belong |