Autobiography

I’ve been trying to do it right
I’ve been living a lonely life
I’ve been sleeping here instead
I’ve been sleeping in my bed,
I’ve been sleeping in my bed

So show me family
All the blood that I will bleed
I dunno where I belong
I dunno where I went wrong,
But I can write a song

I belong with you, you belong with me
You’re my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me
You’re my sweet

I don’t think you’re right for him
Think of what it might have been if you
Took a bus to chinatown
I’d be standing on canal, and bowery
And she’d be standing next to me

I belong with you, you belong with me
You’re my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me
You’re my sweetheart

And love, we need it now
Let’s hope for some
Cause oh, we’re bleeding out

I belong with you, you belong with me
You’re my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me
You’re my sweet

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Who is like You Lord in all the earth? Matchless love and beauty endless worth.

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