Circles

We’re going round in circles, like

The Earth goes round the sun—

I’m just another satellite,

While you’re the only one

Whose orbit I’ve been spinning on,

Who makes my night and day,

Who’s equally both here and gone;

Who’s never here to stay,

But never gone too far away

For me to feel we’re done—

I’ll see you on another day

The Earth goes round the sun.

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