Returning Wheel

It's a grey day raining and I'm thinking to myself
That I turn in circles all the time
How I'm back again to where I used to be
The returning wheel forever rolls
Where these day are leading to
Where time is disappearing through

Always want to be where I am not
Now I'm back again to where I used to be
Wish I could accept what I have got
Where these day are leading to
Where time is disappearing through
Wish I could accept what I have got