Nobody Knows - Baby Woodrose

Don’t you know, there’s no place I can go

It’s like I’m stuck on a merry-go-round

Can’t you see what it’s doing to me?

It’s like the whole thing is getting me down

Around and around it goes

How to make it stop, nobody knows

Grains of sand, cigarette in my hand

Time is running, but I’ve run out of time

No way out, better deal with the doubtful revolution

Blowing my mind

Around and around it goes

How to make it stop, nobody knows

Around and around it goes

How to make it stop, nobody knows

Rising sun, my TV is turned on

Looks like I’m in for another spin

Turned out right, better turn out the lights

But all this turning is doing me in

Around and around it goes

How to make it stop, nobody knows

Around and around it goes

How to make it stop, nobody knows