I Can't Own Her

	And I may as well wish for the moon in hand

	I own this river, I own this town
	All of its climbers and its winos sliding down
	But I can't own her and I never will
	No I can't own her and that's a bitter pill

	Taken with rain
	'Til the gutter shines like the swirling sky
	Like the swirling sky

	I've got all morning, I've got all year
	It's down in my pocket with the daylight folded there
	But I can't own her and I never will
	No I can't own her and that's a bitter pill

	Taken with rain
	How I'd wash her hair like the swirling sky
	Like the swirling sky

	And when I say I can't own her
	I don't mean to buy her
	It's nothing at all to do with money
	I simply want her in my arms forever more.
	Is that an odd request?
	Is that something so funny?

	And I may as well wish for the moon in hand
	Yes there's more chance of that coming true

	But I can't own her and I never will
	No I can't own her and that's a bitter pill

	So I can't own her (Of all the things you've got the thing you want the most is her)
	And I never will (And she's the one thing that you just can't have)
	No I can't own her (Of all the things you've got the thing you want the most is her)
	And that's a bitter pill (And she's the one thing that you just can't have)


	Taken with rain
	Which I swallow down with the swirling sky
	With the swirling sky

	But I can't own her
	And I may as well wish for the moon in hand
	No I can't own her
	Yes there's more chance of that coming true