I’d put you away
I’d paint you an island
Far away from it all
I’d take a deep breath
Try making you smile
But you belong in Montreal
I’d hold the door open
I’d shatter the mirror
Nail my wrists straight in to the wall
I’d dig up the earth
I’d swallow the sky
But you belong in Montreal
I’d live for the moment
I’d start standing straight
I’d most likely stand pretty tall
I’d buy you a house
I’d buy you a ring
But you belong in Montreal
I’d bathe you and feed you
And clothe you and love you
Make most of your enemies crawl
I’d say the right words
I’d help calm you down
But you belong in Montreal
I know I’d be honest
I’d try to stay clean
Through the spring, the summer and fall
I’d warm you in winter
‘Neath your parents’ fire
But summer belongs to old Montreal
I’ll always be near you
I’ll always be yours
Waiting and waiting to call
I’ll miss you forever
You’ll stay close in mind
But you belong in Montreal
My girl is happy
My girl is gorgeous
My girl walks down through the hall
My girl is precious
My girl is loved
But she belongs in Montreal
September 18, 2010
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