How could I regain your trust? What was lost was  marvelous. is it possible to appeal, deep inside you know it's real. Roundabout like one big wheel. I think of you a great big deal. It's tragic, thoughts of you like endless traffic. I dream of you and all your magic. Are your feelings next to neal? They say with time that all wounds heal. Even now you give me chills. Sink or drown you control the reel. The line is taut and made of steel. Even now it cuts me still winding slow and winding still.