Letra de The Circle

Saturday afternoon the sunshine pours like wine through the windowAnd I know golden June can turn an empty grey against your windowAnd I feel like I'm on the outside of a circleIf I walk by the trees I'll catch the falling leaves if the wind blowsAnd I know all this means is whiling on the hours watching side-showsAnd I feel like I'm on the outside of a circleWill I turn my coat to the rain but I don't knowI'm going somewhere I can warm my bonesFare you well I'll carry me awayAnd sing for those I know upon their birthdaysAnd I feel like I'm on the outsideI won't feel like I'm on the outside