Round and Round

作词：Shawtae

Round and round

Round and round

Round and round

Round and round

Where does wind blow my fingertips

Makes me feel so cold

Dream moves around so tentatively leaves told

Branches snap off and fly into the sky

Go high but tell me why

Round and round

Round and round

Everything goes round and round

True nature shows oh

Sky and me astronomy

Is there anything we can't see

Moon standing sky high not going by my side

Round and round

Round and round

Round and round

Round and round

True nature shows oh

True nature show