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I walk upon the dark of night
There is a star I'd like to borrow
Maybe then I'll see the light.
But until then,
until then,
I'm going round and around
and around
till I land with my feet on the ground.
Going up, going up, coming down,
spinning round, round.
Round,
round, round, round, round, round.
I'm in a dream,
but a dream doesn't seem very real.
Why should I care when they don't seem to share what I feel?
I'm in a world made of tissue and tin.
When will they let me come in?
I'd like to tell you how I'm feeling,
but I don't think you'll understand.
I've seen the floor become the ceiling.
The world is not the way I planned.
Round,
round, round, round, round.
Searching my mind and I'm trying to find what to do.
What to do?
I look in my head for the things that I said were they true?
Were they true?