White Revolving Circles

You′re everything I'm not

Jesus with a suit on

In strawberry, yeah

Jesus, hm

You′re everything I'm not

For there's no image in our orbit

And out of orbit there′s no image

But I swear I′ve seen her

In white revolving circles

Mirrored on reflection

I swear I've seen her

In white revolving circles

Picking up the pieces

For everything I′ve got

Won't trade

It′s a new dawn in a strawberry, yeah

Jesus, hm

For everything I've got

No, there′s no image in our orbit

For out of orbit there's no image

But I swear I've seen her

In white revolving circles

Mirrored on reflection

I swear I′ve seen her

In white revolving circles

Picking up the pieces

Of my life

So fresh that summer

That restaurant

That breathless neon brought a standstill

But I swear I′ve seen her

In white revolving circles

Mirrored on reflection

I swear I've seen her

In white revolving circles

Picking up the pieces

Of my life

Of my life