Circles In The Yard

Running circles in the yard

One side, other side top of the planet

I know I'm staring too hard

You're staring back too baby you began it

Turning my head with your body and smile

Every morning when you run your morning mile

The thoughts come rushing - too fast too much

What would it be like to talk, to touch?

But tall is the grass now, up to my ears

Many are the thoughts, many more are the fears

So I'll duck down till the lightning clears

And stand by holding my guard

And keep running circles

Running circles in the yard

I went following the holy sound

New York City is all that I found

Following the holy sound

With a J200 I'll turn this town around

Just gimme shelter, a stage to play

If you like me enough New York I'll stay

But I turn down Lorimer, what do I see

Someone from home begging change from me

He came for the music, the milk and honey

He ran out of friends when he ran out of money

Another songwriter in the belly of the whale

Every thought from his lips got lost in the mail

He bit the big apple too hard

Now he's running circles

Running circles in the yard

If I step out in the road with you, you bet

Lost and run over is what I get

Picture you and me adrift on the open sea

I know dreams and wishes come, they come

Come true

But they don't come free