Round and round and round and round Round and round and round and round
History sits and she tells her stories Bitter and twisted without power Sitting watching feeding her jealous mouth The future looks back to learn her lessons Memories fade while experience beckons I'm caught in the middle which way should I go
Gravity's pulling me, but heaven is calling me and
Chorus: My head's spinning the world's twisted My head's twisted the world's spinning My head's spinning the world's twisted My head's twisted the world's spinning round, around
This generation is full of religion Fed up with a diet of nothing Give me the real thing flowing through my veins This is the day, this is the hour Show me the truth cos I want to be blinded I wanna run, which way should I go
Gravity's pulling me, but heaven is calling me and
Chorus
These are the days that we'll look back upon when we're old Give me tomorrow cos I cannot wait another day
Gravity's pulling me but heaven is calling me
Chorus
Turn around and face a brand new day
Compositores: Martin James Smith, Jonathan David Thatcher, Stuart Garrard ECAD: Obra #5746965