Returning Wheel - Minimal Compact

It’s a grey day raining and I’m thinking to myself

That I turn in circles all the time

How I’m back again to where I used to be

The returning wheel forever rolls

Where these day are leading to

Where time is disappearing through

Living in a frozen place and waiting for the sun

Always want to be where I am not

Now I’m back again to where I used to be

Wish I could accept what I have got

Where these day are leading to

Where time is disappearing through

Wish I could accept what I have got