Circles - Lou Rhodes

Life moves in circles

And so does my mind

Thought I was wiser

But it seems I was blind

Seven years later

And six thousand miles

Here you come lately

To break me with your smile

And I tie myself in knots and bows

Just trying to make sense

Of all that is and yet will be

In past and present tense

But sitting here I kick myself

I never seem to learn

This heart it seems to open still

And never hard to turn

And it’s great and it’s small

It’s lightness and weight

If we rise or we fall

It’s all down to fade anyway

Life moves in circles

And so does my mind

Thought I was wiser

But it seems I was blind

Seven years later

And six thousand miles

Here you come lately

To break me with your smile