Spin
Each day the poet looks for words to say
What he saw today
Each day, each way, each way each day
Each year, with one tear, the singer sings her song
Wondering what went wrong
Each year, one tear, one tear each year.
(chorus)
I have heard that every now and then and then again
Moon and stars are dancing in the wind they spin and
spin and spin and spin and spin
Sometimes the sure line eludes the well-dressed thief
Imprisoned in his grief
Sometimes, sure lines, sure lines sometimes.
The painter sees colors that leave his life behind
They decorate his mind.
His life, your mind, is life your mind?
(chorus)
Her heart is longing for what she does not know
She saw it in a show
Her heart, her heart, her heart, her heart
Spins and spins and spins and spins and
Spins and spins and spins and spins and
Spins and spins and spins and spins and
Spins and spins