Round and Round

Lyrics

Fading light It's coming on Don't know what we're doing but we can't let go If it feels right Can't be wrong Spinning out like Simon hearing angels' song We've been falling up in graceful waist Trying to find our way with lungs delayed And this pleasure only burns our time Moments forever said in secret shrines Round and round and round and round and round we go Round and round and round and round and round we go (We're always pretending) We fight our fame It's come to fear The ending gets close and then it disappears The long wait, awesome in ease Releases breathe, question all, I need it here We will never be the same again Why would we want to return as them? We will never be the same again So why would we want to return as them? Round and round and round and round and round we go (is there an ending?) Round and round and round and round and round we go (we're always pretending) Round and round and round and round and round we go (is there an ending?) Round and round and round and round and round we go (we're always pretending) As soon as your eyes open, you wonder where they gone And you see your mirror broken, your reflection weighs a ton And you remember acting, for the glory of the moment And the thought it made you thirsty, so you grab your cup and run So now the morning after, waving at the waiter, staring at the paper, never get it past page one Inject the true reflections, and the girl that promise peace And she thought she wasn't worthy, of the never ending feast So you got into worthless persons, where reality's virtual Holla like a hologram, chill like a turtle Now into the circle Now into the circle Now into the circle (now into the circle) Now into the circle So now the morning after, waving at the waiter, staring at the paper, never get it past one So now the morning after, waving at the waiter, staring at the paper, never get it past one (round and round and round and round and round we go) So now the morning after, waving at the waiter, staring at the paper, never get it past one (round and round and round and round and round we go) So now the morning after, waving at the waiter, staring at the paper, never get it past one