Going in circles, don't really know
Where I have come from, where I will go
You say that you love me, and maybe you do
There's nothing that matters or anything new
I've been through a million trips in the night
Living with shadows, looking for light
And pa**ing the faces, how lonely they seem
Looking for traces of yesterdays dream
Going in circles, been here before
Never expected anything more
Might die tomorrow, I might go to Spain
Dumb to the sorrow, numb to the pain
Circles.
Going in circles.
Circles.