The Circle歌词

Saturday afternoon the sunshine pours like wine through the window
And I know golden
June can turn an empty grey against your window
And I feel like
I'm on the outside of a circle
If I walk by the trees
I'll catch the falling leaves if the wind blows
And I know all this means is whiling on the hours watching side-shows
And I feel like
I'm on the outside of a circle
Will I turn my coat to the rain but
I don't know
I'm going somewhere
I can warm my bones
Fare you well
I'll carry me away
And sing for those
I know upon their birthdays
And I feel like
I'm on the outside
I won't feel like
I'm on the outside