Belong

There are times when it feels like no matter where we go or who we’re with, we never quite fit in. Maybe it’s something that everyone feels, at least at some point. It’s that sense of being an outsider, never finding that place where we truly feel like we belong. I wrote this song as an exploration of that feeling, the loneliness of searching for a place to call home, for someone to really see us for who we are.

It’s a journey of feeling lost, but also longing for connection, for meaning, and for a space where we can just be. We all carry the weight of our own struggles, our hopes, and our fears, often without sharing them. But the truth is, we all want the same thing, someone to lean on, someone to remember us, someone to make us feel like we matter. “Belong” is about that search, that need for human connection, and the hope that someday we’ll find a place where we truly fit.

This world is so frightening,
Such thunder, such lightning.
What I’m seeing, I’m not believing,
All these things keep me dreaming.

The rain comes so suddenly,
Washing away old memories.
And time has taken its toll,
Done its work, taken control.

My journey ends before it begins,
Searching for comfort around each bend.
I think I know, but I could be wrong,
Still chasing the place where I belong.

I want someone to remember my name.
I want someone to be glad I came.
I want someone to think of me sometimes.
I want someone to share these good times.

I want someone to help me through.
I want someone to lean on me too.
I want to find my way back home.
I want to belong to someone.

This road, so long and winding,
It holds the joy and tears I’m hiding.
And I know how you’re feeling,
What you hide, what you’re revealing.

I see the weight you’re bearing,
The hopes and fears you’re wearing.
Though words are few, it might be true,
You just want to belong too.

My journey ends before it begins,
Searching for comfort around each bend.
I think I know, but I could be wrong,
Still chasing the place where I belong.

I want someone to remember my name.
I want someone to be glad I came.
I want someone to think of me sometimes.
I want someone to share these good times.

I want someone to help me through.
I want someone to lean on me too.
I want to find my way back home.
I want to belong to someone.