stella painted joy, right across the heavens braggin' 'bout the stars she'd surf she was seventeen, knickers at her ankles lying on the astroturf we would disappear, smoking at the river randy as the day was long stella, when will we belong? stella fell in love with a man of twenty moved into his single bed I was signing on, she was in the suburbs making toast and giving head stella where'd you go? please give me an answer tell me is your love still strong? stella, when will we belong? can you imagine the things we could be if our lives hadn't got in the way in a manner of speaking would you be carving your name in the walls if I met you today? tell me why, why must we pretend? when we know that our love's at an end knowing we're right, feeling like we don't belong knowing we're right, feeling like we don't belong