“All my life’s a circle; Sunrise and sundown;
Moon rolls thru the nighttime; Till the daybreak comes around.
All my life’s a circle; But I can’t tell you why;
Season’s spinning round again; The years keep rollin’ by.
It seems like I’ve been here before; I can’t remember when;
But I have this funny feeling; That we’ll all be together again.
No straight lines make up my life; And all my roads have bends;
There’s no clear-cut beginnings; And so far no dead-ends.”