Ocean Colour Scene - The Circle

The Circle

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 Imon the outside of a circle-
If I walk by the trees I will catch the falling leaves if the wind blows
But I know all this means is whiling on the hours watching side-shows
Wi will I turn my coat to the rain I dont know
But Imgoing somewhere I can warm my bones
Fare you well I will carry me away
and sing for those I know upon their birthdays.