The Circle — Ocean Colour Scene

Saturday afternoon the sunshine pours like wine through your window.... But I know golden June can turn an empty grey against your window....

And I feel like I'm on the outside of a circle....

If I walk by the trees I'll catch the falling leaves if the wind blows.... But I know all this means is whiling on the hours watching side-shows....

And I feel like I'm on the outside of a circle....

Will I turn my coat to the rain I don't know.... But I'm going somewhere I can warm my bones....

Fare you well I'll carry me away .... and sing for those I know upon their birthdays....

I wont feel like I'm on the outside of a circle....