Sitting in my armchair, thinking again and again and again Going round in a circle - I can't get out Then I look around, thinking day and night and day Then you look around - there must be some explanation And the tension builds! Take advantage - let nothing be fantasy How do you grow as you stunt your growth? Nothing you say makes sense anymore Then you look around - there must be some explanation And the tension builds! Sitting in my armchair, thinking again and again and again Going round in a circle - I can't get out Reluctant in my cold sweat, thinking day and night and day Then you look around - there's nothing left to say And the tension builds!