Where Do I Belong?
Stephen Sondheim
To accept
To belong
The old question
The old song
Home sweet home
Home base
Wish I knew my place
Oh
Where do I belong?
Am I the only one
Who finds the sun too bright
Too revealingly strong?
Am I the only one
Who waits and looks and waits
And contemplates the night
Feeling lonely
In the night
When the world's asleep
I can let my mask slip
But the light
Brings a world of people
Asking, looking
Looking, asking
Where do you belong?
I know I shouldn't care
But why can't I
Be part of something
Someone
Somewhere?