Circles - White Apple Tree

I’ll stay awake 'til I find you

I’ll walk all night in leather shoes

My cigarette still at the store

My cowboy hat collecting dust

I can make nothing but circles,

Nothing but circles when I run, when I run

I can not stop my own breathing,

Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on I never find what I look for

I’ll stay the same, I’ll start a war

When I was young I used to try

Distracting God with falling stars

I can make nothing but circles,

Nothing but circles when I run, when I run

I can not stop my own breathing,

Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on I can make nothing but circles,

Nothing but circles when I run, when I run

I can not stop my own breathing,

Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on I can make nothing but circles,

Nothing but circles when I run, when I run

I can not stop my own breathing,

Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on