(DiffordTilbrook)



The first circle comes around

You don't want to leave her side

You're staying in and don't go out

You're having such a perfect time

You make your bed and you lie in it

And time is precious every minute

The next circle comes around

And so domestic you become

In your matching dressing gowns

You think your life time's just begun

You cut the cake but just the one slice

You're crawling back all through the night



Love circles up above

It waits until your love

Breaks down and weeps

Then it's out of your reach

Love circles up above

It waits for your love

Down on the floor

Then you're there in its claws

Love circles up above



The last circle comes around

You're making plans to fill your days

You're always wanting to stay out late

And you can feel love start to fade

You fall asleep or read a book

The phone goes back upon the hook



When I lay awake at night

And love can't be found

The first circle's on my mind

It goes round and round and round and round