Circles 'Round Moon Songtext
von Nana Grizol
Circles 'Round Moon Songtext
Circles ′round the moon
Is this why city lights feel so awful?
It should be unlawful
To live where you can't see the stars
Hundreds of miles away, we draw the
Same lines to conclusions
Yeah, there′s no need for confusion
If we all throw in the towel
But down the street from here, there's a forest and a lake
And I go there when my brain's too full
To try to break down, and uncomplicate
To try to interpret the things we said in letters and phone calls
Not enough for us to tell, how was your day?
Circles ′round the block
Is this how all my time gets wasted?
I don′t think so, but we tasted the night air
And now we just want more
A thousand postcards later
We seem older, but that's normal
Our cars broke down, and it′s just too cold
To hitchhike to your door
But down the street from here, there's a forest and a lake
And I go there when my brain′s too full
To try to break down, and uncomplicate
To interpret the things we said in letters and phone calls
Not enough for us to tell, how was your day?
Not enough for us to tell, how was your day?
Is this why city lights feel so awful?
It should be unlawful
To live where you can't see the stars
Hundreds of miles away, we draw the
Same lines to conclusions
Yeah, there′s no need for confusion
If we all throw in the towel
But down the street from here, there's a forest and a lake
And I go there when my brain's too full
To try to break down, and uncomplicate
To try to interpret the things we said in letters and phone calls
Not enough for us to tell, how was your day?
Circles ′round the block
Is this how all my time gets wasted?
I don′t think so, but we tasted the night air
And now we just want more
A thousand postcards later
We seem older, but that's normal
Our cars broke down, and it′s just too cold
To hitchhike to your door
But down the street from here, there's a forest and a lake
And I go there when my brain′s too full
To try to break down, and uncomplicate
To interpret the things we said in letters and phone calls
Not enough for us to tell, how was your day?
Not enough for us to tell, how was your day?
Writer(s): Geri Halliwell, Tracy Ackerman, Andy John Watkins, Paul Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com