Album: The Violet Hour

She’s only sixteen
She’s going far
She’s got a surely beating heart
She’s got her feet strapped
Into her shoes
She’s got a map but not one clue
She goes over, over
With nowhere to, nowhere to go Yeah she’s got nowhere to, nowhere to go In the circling, circling show
Yeah it’s a circling, circling
He’s got a baby
He’s got a home
He’s got love inside his soul
Gets in his car
At night one day
Knows the road, but not the way
He goes over, over
With nowhere to, nowhere to go Yeah he’s got nowhere to, nowhere to go In this circling, circling show
Yeah it’s a circling, circling
Show
One’s a riddle, one’s a joke
One was heard when one was told
One’s a riddle, one’s a joke
One was heard when one was told
One’s a riddle, one’s a joke
One was heard when one was told
One’s a riddle, one’s a joke
One was heard when one was told

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