There are fields out by the municipal airport, owned by the college here
Most days I go out with my dog as night is coming nearer
And I pretend it’s all mine, the tallgrass and dogwood trees
The weather towers and the concrete canals, sparrows on the ground to feed

(I wanna)
A place to call my own
Somewhere I belong
A place that I can care for
That will hold me til I die

Winding along the kiamichi past the flagpole mountain and the general store
My nanny’s old house on 3rd street, the magnolia and the lilypad pond
The stacks of vhs tapes and the freezers full of food
TV guides and cartoon cake pans, chenille bedspreads, beatitudes

(I wanna)
A place to call my own
Somewhere I belong
A place that I can care for
That will hold me til I die
A place to call my own
Somewhere I belong

A place that I can care for
That will hold me til I

Die
Hold me til I die
All mine
All mine
All mine

A place to call my own
Somewhere I belong
A place that I can care for
That will hold me til I die

A place to call my own
Somewhere I belong
A place that I can care for
That will hold me til I die
That will hold me til I die