Where It Belongs

Where it belongs

True, you knew, there was never much to do here when it rained and

So we changed, rearranged and it’s all just been so strange

Since we got back to where we belong

Are we bold enough?

Am I old enough?

Am I rich enough?

Did I change enough?

Mama, everything seems right where it belongs

Am I cool enough?

Are you cruel enough?

Do we do it enough?

Mama, this is your stuff

Yeah, everything seems right where it belongs

And we go back another time,

And I call you on the other line.

Girl, pick up the phone one time,

And tell me it’s you

You were through, I knew,

There had never been a fool like me before here you

Come back crazy about me and I know just how to doubt this in the morning

It’s true, you knew,

There was never much to do here when it rained and

That’s every day

Are we bold enough?

Am I old enough?

Am I rich enough?

Did I change enough?

Mama, everything seems right where it belongs

Am I cool enough?

Are you cruel enough?

Do we do it enough?

Mama, this is your stuff

Everything seems right where it belongs

Back another time

And I call you on the other line.

Girl, pick up the phone one time,

And tell me it’s you

It’s you, yeah you

I dream of you in technicolor, waking straight into my slumber

It’s you, yeah you,

But your face is so hard to see your face,

It’s so hard to see it in the morning when you’re falling from grace

One more time

And we go back another time. And I callyou on the other line. Girl, pick up the phone one time and tell me it’s you