Round And Around

I sit by myself all alone for so long out in front of this place

Folks look at me like I'm some kind of vagrant they don't see my face

Man I feel empty inside now surely this ain't what I planned

I'm going to steal something someday

There are things you can't hold in your hand

I may never see the ocean

I am so far from the sea

But I can feel the rain sometimes

Falling down on me

Then the run off hits the river

And the river just takes us all home

And the power of the sun provides

A cycle for the storm

Yes I grew up around here and my story is boring at best

I went to school yes and I found a job and you know the rest

Round and around I go how I get off I don't know

I might appear on the outside content

But what's inside sometimes I don't show

My whole life I've waited so

For someone to say go man go

Precious time has come and gone

And left me here with no place to run

Anxious and weary I lie to myself that it won't be too long

'Til I can get out of this place with goodbye I start singing my song

Bottle of whiskey bottle of wine

Bottled up notions might die on the vine

I really don't know what I want

And I guess that's what throws me inside