round and round

Herbert Vianna

I´m not the person that you used to know, so listen
I´ve got my head on the ground
And you still don´t listen
I can burn the curtains, paint my face in red
I could lie on a table
And you could serve me rare
I´m going round and round and round
(and Round)
I never said I´d take you to neverland
No long sunny afternoons
No deep blue sea
This is adult life
Now it´s you and me
Tryng to find poetry
In dirty sheets
We´re going round and round and round
(and Round)