Paper made cranes flyin' so high Orbiting slowly to their tune It's funny how life makes me feel like that Walking somewhere with direction But going in circles with no clue It's funny how life makes it clear like that
Circling now, with no sense of who we are They say it's all part of figuring everything out, woh ‘ Cause if the truth was in you all but saying to me You are young, carry on, don't lose faith ‘Cause sometimes it takes a circular windup to set-a-me free
Determined to find my buried gold Ignoring the guidelines on my way Riddle me this am I thinking straight (I didn't think so) Xs and Os leading nowhere When I'm at the reins I lose my hold Riddle me this can I get there safe (again I didn't think so)
Circling now, with no sense of who we are, woh They say it's all part of figuring everything out, woh ‘Cause if the truth was in you all but saying to me You are young, carry on, don't lose faith ‘Cause sometimes it takes a circular windup to set-a-me free
Philosophies float in slow motion We're blinded by memories we hold Our circles are measures of comfort Draw the line so that I can let go Philosophies float in slow motion We're blinded by memories we hold But something inside me is wrestling With all that I'm telling myself that I know
Circling now with no sense of who we are, woh They say it's all part of figuring everything out, woh ‘Cause if the truth was in you all but saying to me You are young, carry on, don't lose faith 'Cause sometimes it takes a circular windup to set-a-me freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
