Circles — Bt

i'm on my knees and shes on her last defense though the tempest may breathe we know we're on our last pretense

our love is cyclical it moves in circles shifting and convolving goes round again it shelters like nightfall sinks us in circles

pray the dark of night sees the sun again...

if i believe, tell me we'll eventually matter if i believe, tell me we'll eventually matter again

so here comes the rain it falls on my face again though i'm tempted to start after considering i stop again

we break the dark seal unhide whats been hidden reacting to the unreal trust me i know how it feels, yeah...

our love is cyclical it moves in circles shifting and convolving goes around again

it shelters like nightfall sinks us in circles pray the dark of night sees the sun again...

if i believe, tell me we'll eventually matter if i believe, tell me we'll eventually matter, again

our love is cyclical it moves in circles shifting and convolving goes round again

it shelters like nightfall sinks us in circles pray the dark of night sees the sun again...

if i believe, tell me we'll eventually matter if i believe, tell me we'll eventually matter, again