You cut me down a tree and brought it back to me. Well, that's what made me see where I was going wrong. You put me on a shelf And kept me for yourself.. I can only blame myself, you can only blame me. And I could write a song A hundred miles long.. Well, that's where I belong and you belong with me. I could write it down Or spread it all around.. Get lost and then get found..swallowed in the sea. You put me on a line and hung me out to dry and darling, that's when I decide to go to see. You cut me down to size and opened up my eyes, and made me realize what I could not see. And I could write a book, the one they'll say that shook the world, And then it Took it back from me. And I could wr