What I Thought Was Mine

What I thought was mine turned out to be somebody else's

Property and legal claim and all my high hopes fell

What I thought belonged to me I had to give away

To its rightful owner, where it rightfully should stay

And so again I stand without what I thought was mine

Gets me everytime

What I thought was mine was a variety of things

All meant to bring the joy that most things beautiful will bring

What I thought I had the right to was taken long ago

By someone who saw it first and I had to let go

So again I stand without, I won't admit to crime

It was not on purpose

Honestly, I thought that it was mine

And it gets me everytime