The Circle

Aah

Saturday afternoon, the sunshine pours like wine
Through your window
And I know golden June can turn an empty gray
Against your window

And I feel like
I'm on the outside
Of the circle

If I walk (if I walk, if I walk)
By the trees
I'll catch the falling leaves
If the wind blows

But I know (but I know, but I know)
All this means
Is whiling on the hours
Watching side shows

And I feel like
I'm on the outside
Of the circle

Will I turn my coat to the rain?
I don't know
But I'm goin' somewhere I can warm my bones

Fare you well (fare you, fare you well)
Carry me away
And sing for those
I know upon their birthdays

I won't feel like (ooh)
I'm on the outside
I won't feel like (ooh)
I'm on the outside

I won't feel like
I'm on the outside
Of the circle