I'll be the roundabout
the words will make you out and out
you spend the day
your way.

Call it morning driving
through the sound and in
and out the valley
in and around the lane
mountains come out of the sky
and they stand there one mile over
we'll be there and we'll see you
ten true summers we'll be back
and laughing too
twenty-four before my love
you'll see I'll be there with you.
The music dance and sing
they make the children really ring
I spend the day your
your way.

Call it...

I will remember you
your silhouette will charge the view
of distant atmosphere.

Call it...

Along the drifting cloud
the eagle searching down on the land
I'll be the roundabout
the words will make you out and out
catching the swirling wind
the sailor sees the rim of the land
I'll be the roundabout...
The eagles dancing wings
create as weather spins out of hand
I'll be the roundabout...
go closer hold the land
feel partly no more than grains of sand
I'll be the roundabout...

We stand so lose all time
a thousand answers by in your hand
I'll be the roundabout...
next to your deeper fears
we stand surrounded by a million years
I'll be the roundabout...