I'm spinning,
Round and round,
And I see you,
But I can't stop to touch you,
Instead I just reach for you,
But I know I'll never be able to touch you,
I just can't seem to slow down.
Pictures are fading,
It's a blur,
Yet, Whenever I come around I see you there,
Not your face,
Or any intricate detail of you,
Just the form of you,
The way your standing,
I know it's you there,
But you're gone with the wind,
And I'm spinning still,
And I just can't stop.