CIRCLES WITHIN CIRCLES

Can you sense the air grow colder?
Can you feel the nights grow long?
Can you sense the Earth in gentle motion?
And do you feel you don't belong?

Circles within circles
Wheels are turning wheels
Turning, turning
Longing for the summer
Remember winter tumbles
Slowly melting into spring

Does it all seem so much different?
Or was it something that he said?
Somehow nothing seems to quieten down
All those voices in your head

Every road you've taken
Leads you back to here
And every thought mistaken
Somehow becomes clear

Circles within circles
Wheels are turning wheels
Turning, turning
Longing for the summer
Remember winter tumbles
Slowly melting into spring