Round And Around

Ooh, give me freedom and light, give me reason and right,
All I need's a little time to get by,
Turn my face to the wind, hear the nightingale sing,
And wonder at the stars in the sky,

So many things I don't know, so many ways I won't go,
So many secrets that will never be found,
But as long as you're with me with loving to give me,
We can watch the world going round...
Ooh, around and around and around and around,
Everything in the world goes around,
Yes around and around and around and around,
And around, everything goes around...
From the moment of birth till you go back to the earth,
Your life is like a circle of gold,
And everything you begin, every song that you sing,
Sooner or later must go...

Another time, another place, another life, another face,
Oh my love I know I'll see you again,
And the circle that starts with the beat of your heart,
Takes you back to the beginning again...
Oh around and around...
Everything in the world goes around,
Oh around and around...
Everything goes around,
Yes around and around...
Oh around and around...
Everything in the world goes around...

Round and around, round and around, round and around...

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