Spinning
Give me a try, open up your palm, I wanna see all of the lines
The river flows as I close my eyes, I was looking for the signs
All the things we tried to see
All the things we tried to see
We'd think again in this game of faults as we hide behind a screen
A broken bell, some broken wings have led us here, my dear
All the things we tried to see
All the things we tried to see
Do we ever really see?
Oh, and the room is spinning
Oh, and the room is spinning
And the room is spinning, yeah, yeah
Oh, and the room is spinning, and the room is spinning
And the room is spinning, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Must take a ride through the hills tonight, I'd like to breathe the sunset air
Mulholland Drive is a paradise and a place I'll always fear
All the things we tried to feel
All the things we tried to feel
In my hands, in my soul, you will never let me go
In my heart, in my soul, yeah, yeah, yeah
In my heart, in my soul, you will never let me go
In my heart, I know
In my heart, I know
We'd think again in this game of faults as we hide behind a screen
A broken bell, some broken wings have led us here, my dear
All the things we tried to see
All the things we tried to see
Do we ever really see?
Oh, and the room is spinning
Oh, and the room is spinning
And the room is spinning, yeah, yeah
Oh, and the room is spinning, and the room is spinning
And the room is spinning, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In my hands, in my soul, you will never let me go
In my heart, in my soul, yeah, yeah, yeah
In my heart, in my soul, you will never let me go
In my heart, I know
In my heart, I know
Autor(es): Lydia Ainsworth
