Around and Around

So many colors
In my head
I always talk softly
When I speak to my friend
And his?
It's so long
The air is so bright
It's almost too strong
And it'S so nice
When there's something that you like

All of a sudden
He's talking back
His voice is unsure
But it's never flat
And it's the spinning
It's so loud
I'm not a coward
I'm just scared to shout
And it's so nice
When there's something that you like