Luther Vandross Going In Circles текст песни, слова песни Going In Circles Luther Vandross
Luther Vandross - Going In Circles
Without a destination real
And I'm an ever spinning top
Whirling around 'till I drop
[1] - Oh, but what am I to do
My mind is in a whirlpool
Give me a little hope
One small thing to cling to
[2] - You got me going in circles
Oh, around and around I go
Going in circles
Oh, around and around I go
I'm strung out over you
I'm a faceless clock
With timeless hopes that never stop
When I feel that way
You know my soul's at stake
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 2]
I'm strung out over you( I need you baby)
Uuh, I need (I need you baby)
Call me (I need you baby)
I need baby, my baby, my baby
My baby, my baby girl
[Ad lib until fade]
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