backwards and forwards

 

and we go spinning round and round,

hearts in throats, your hand in mine;

will we ever touch the ground?

 

will we ever touch the ground?

I ask the stars, search for a sign;

never speak, make no sound.

 

never speak, make no sound,

and we pretend we’re doing fine;

touch my heart and feel it pound.

 

touch my heart and feel it pound;

your kisses taste like autumn wine —

I was lost, but now I’m found.

 

I was lost, but now I’m found;

our bodies touch, and sweet entwine;

the land is lost, the ship is drowned.

 

the land is lost, the ship is drowned;

your eyes will sure the stars outshine,

and we go spinning round and round.

 

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