Circles Alan Mark lyrics

Going round in circles
Directions all messed up
I go to ground on a bottle of wine
And drown myself in the flood
My frozen toes are beginning to melt
And think I`m catching a cold
Got oil on my feathers and I can`t fly
I gotta get back to your love

I`m a clown without a circus
There`s no-one to see my act
I can dance and sing and stand on my head
Nodbody knows where I`m at
My frozen toes are beginning to melt
I think I`m catching a cold
Got oil on my feathers and I can`t fly
I gotta get back to your love

My days are long and lonely
And I feel so insecure
There ain`t nothing funny I`m losing you honey
I can`t laugh anymore
Old chang surely told me
Not to mess with what you got
But I went stomping all over your head
Like a bull in a china shop