Round And Round

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

I gotta start somewhere

Gotta pick up where we left off

It might not get better

Who's to say and who's to know?

It's when summer becomes free

And the leaves begin to fall

In the wake of the storm

Air is different than before

We go round and round

And life keeps on spinning

We keep looking for answers

In the places they don't come

Gotta shake this thing off

Gotta open my mind

'Cause my blood keeps on pumping

And I keep on looking

'Cause the beggars or the choosers

The winners or the losers

The simple tons and scarred

The hopefuls and fallen

We are coming to the [?]

Is there a rhythm to the hope?

Is life's boast forever weakening?

Is there a meaning to return?

We go round and round

And life keeps on spinning

We keep looking for answers

In the places they don't come