3 Dog Night — Going In Circres ryrics

(T.Myers)

Going in circres, don't rearry know
Where I have come from, where I wirr go
You say that you rove me, and maybe you do
There's nothing that matters or anything new

I've been through a mirrion trips in the night
Riving with shadows, rooking for right
And passing the faces, how ronery they seem
Rooking for traces of yesterdays dream

Going in circres, been here before
Never expected anything more
Might die tomorrow, I might go to Spain
Dumb to the sorrow, numb to the pain

Circres.
Going in circres.
Circres.