feeling my weather getting on again
remember feeling I was wrong
this game we play is in our eyes
we need umbrellas, real umbrellas
I see them, pink and blue
they wrap me in this rain I feel

and round and round again I go
in circles I will run from you
and round and round again I go in circles

feeling I will fear the night away
fearing you won't save me from the lightning in my eyes
feeling down and the terror runs delight again

and round and round again I go
in circles I will run from you
and round and round again I go
in circles I will run from you
round and round in circles
round and round, in circles

and there's this circle growing
oh yes, circles

and round and round again I go
in circles I will run from you
and round and round again I go
in circles I will run from you
round and round in circles
round and round, in circles

Written by Angie Arnold
Vocals, Piano, Bass: Angie Arnold
Drums, Percussion, Marimba, Guitar: Randy Brock

© 2001 Angela D. Arnold