You're on the phone with your girlfriend shes upset. Shes going off about something that you said 'Cuz she doesn't, get your humor like I do... I'm in the room It's a typical Tuesday night I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like and she'll never know your story like i do
But she wears short skirts I wear T-shirts She's cheer captain And I'm on the bleachers Dreaming about the day when you wake up And find what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you been here all along so why can't you see, you You belong with me You belong with me
Walkin' the streets with you and your worn-out jeans I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself Hey isn't this easy
And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down You say you're fine I know you better then that Hey whatcha doing with a girl like that
She wears high heels I wear sneakers Shes cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you Been here all along so why can't you see You belong with me Standing by and waiting at your back door all this time how could you not know Baby.... You belong with me You belong with me
Oh I remember you drivin' to my house in the middle of the night I'm the one who makes you laugh When you know you're about to cry And i know your favorite songs And you tell me about your dreams Think I know where you belong Think I know it's with me...