I Can’t Own Her XTC

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?