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