White Apple Tree Circles
I'll stay awake 'til I find you
I'll walk all night in leather shoes
My cigarette still at the store
My cowboy hat collecting dust
I can make nothing but circles,
Nothing but circles when I run, when I run
I can not stop my own breathing,
Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on
I never find what I look for
I'll stay the same, I'll start a war
When I was young I used to try
Distracting God with falling stars
I can make nothing but circles,
Nothing but circles when I run, when I run
I can not stop my own breathing,
Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on
I can make nothing but circles,
Nothing but circles when I run, when I run
I can not stop my own breathing,
Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on
I can make nothing but circles,
Nothing but circles when I run, when I run
I can not stop my own breathing,
Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on
