Round and round and round we spin,

To weave a wall to hem us in,

It won't be long.

It won't be long.



How slow and slow and slow it goes,

To mend the tear that always shows.

It won't be long.

It won't be long.



It's hard enough losin'

the paper illusion

you've hidden inside,

Without the confusion

of findin' you're usin'

the crutch of a lie

To shelter your eye when you cry.



Round and round and round we spin,

To weave a wall to hem you in.

It won't be long.

It won't be long.



How slow and slow and slow it goes,

To mend the tear that always shows.

It won't be long.

It won't be long.



Now you're movin' too slow

and wherever you go

there's another beside.

It's so hard to say no

to yourself and it shows

that you're losing inside,

When you step on your pride and you cry.



Round and round and round we spin,

To weave a wall to hem us in.

It won't be long.

It won't be long.



How slow and slow and slow it goes,

To mend the tear that always shows.

It won't be long.

It won't be long.



How the hours will bend

through the time that you spend

till you turn to your eyes,

And you see your best friend

looking over the end

and you turn to see why,

And he looks in your eyes and he cries.



Round and round and round we spin,

To weave a wall to hem us in,

It won't be long.

It won't be long.