The Friends Of Distinction – Letras de Going In Circles

I'm an ever-rolling wheel without a destination real.
I'm an ever-spinning top whirling around until I drop.
Oh, but what am I to do.
My mind is in a whirlpool.
Give me a little hope, one small thing to cling to.

You got me going in circles.
Oh, round and round I go.
You got me going in circles.
Oh, round and round I go.
I'm spun out over you. (Over you, over you)
I'm spun out over you. Oooh, oooh, oooh.

I'm a faceless clock with timeless hopes that never stop.
Lord, if I feel that way of my soul, my soul's at stake.
Oh, but what am I to do.
My mind is in a whirlpool.
Give me a little hope, one small thing to cling to.

You got me going in circles.
Oh, round and round I go.
You got me going in circles.
Oh, round and round I go.
I'm spun out over you. (I need you, baby.)
Over you. (I need you, baby.)
Spun out over you. (I need you, baby.)
I need you, baby. I need you, baby. I need you, baby
I'm spun. (I need you, baby.)
Said I'm spun out over you. (I need you, baby.)
Spun out over you. (I need you, baby.)
(I need you, baby.) I need you, baby. (I need you, baby.)
(I need you, baby.)
(I need you, baby.) I'm spun out over you. (I need you, baby.)