The Circle (Simon Fowler Acoustic Solo) Lyrics

Saturday afternoon
The sunshine pours like wine
Through the windowAnd I know golden June
Can turn an empty gray
Against your windowAnd I feel like I'm on the outside
Of the circleIf I walk by the trees
I'll catch the falling leaves
If the wind blowsBut I know all this means is
Whiling on the hours
Watching sideshowsAnd I feel like I'm on the outside
Of the circleWill I turn my coat to the rain
I don't know
But I'm going somewhere I can warm my bonesFare you well I'll carry me away
And sing to those I know
Upon their birthdaysAnd I won't feel like I'm on the outside
I wont feel like I'm on the outside
I wont feel like I'm on the outside
Of the circle

Songwriters
DAMON MINCHELLA, OSCAR LLOYD HARRISON, SIMON FOWLER, STEPHEN CRADOCKPublished by
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