Thoughts arrive like butterflies Someday yet he'll begin his life again Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Oh whispering hands, gently lead him away Him away, him away Freezin' rests his head on a pillow made of concrete again ooh yeah Oh feelin'

spin the black circle spin the black, spin the black Spin the black circle See this needle Oh see my hand Drop, drop, dropping it down oh so gently

Thoughts arrive like butterflies Someday yet he'll begin his life again Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Oh whispering hands, gently lead him away Him away, him away Freezin' rests his head on a pillow made of concrete again ooh yeah Oh feelin'