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.