The Thing Of It Is - Circlin' Back

I don't remember what year it was
Funny things that my memory does
When I go circlin' back

I don't remember what time it was
When I felt that warm evening buzz
And she comes circlin' back

But I, I remember the blue of the sky
I try - suddenly she's a breeze blowin' by
I'm feelin' so high and then

I suddenly find a place in my mind
And a world that had once seemed so kind
Comes a-circlin' back

But I, I remember the blue of the sky
I try - suddenly she's a breeze blowin' by
I'm feelin' so high and then

I suddenly find a place in my mind
And a world that had once seemed so kind
Comes a-circlin' back

It comes circlin' back
It comes circlin' back
It comes circlin' back

Written by:
Mark Heggen

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