The one I love belongs to somebody else
He means his tender songs for somebody else
And even when he has his arms around me
I know his thoughts are strong for somebody else
The hands I hold belong to somebody else
I'll bet they're not so cold to somebody else
It's tough to be alone on the shelf
But it's worse to fall in love by yourself
The one I love belongs to somebody else
Not me, not me, not me, not me
He belongs to somebody else
He sings his love songs to somebody else
And in the evening when he puts his arms around me, it's so nice
Then I get the strangest feeling
He's thinking about somebody else
But hands I hold belong to somebody else
Well, I'll bet they're not so cold to somebody else
It's tough to be alone on the shelf
But it's worse to fall in love by yourself
The one I love belongs to somebody else
He'll never belong to me
The one I love belongs to somebody else
Not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
