Round and round
I'm spinning
the world flies by
dancing to a sperate beat
Reaching out to touch
familar faces far off places
round and round
i'm spinning
nothing familiar surround mw
always spinning never miss
any beat no changes
at home in strange places
round and round
i'm spinning
looks like the begining again
the begining that never did end
stuck on repeat
begining to feel like tattered lace
round and round i'm spinning |