(Difford/Tilbrook)  



The first circle comes around   

You don't want to leave her side  

You're staying in and don't go out   

You're having such a perfect time  

You make your bed and you lie in it   

And time is precious every minute  

The next circle comes around   

And so domestic you become  

In your matching dressing gowns   

You think your life time's just begun  

You cut the cake but just the one slice   

You're crawling back all through the night  



Love circles up above   

It waits until your love   

Breaks down and weeps   

Then it's out of your reach  

Love circles up above   

It waits for your love   

Down on the floor   

Then you're there in its claws  

Love circles up above  



The last circle comes around   

You're making plans to fill your days  

You're always wanting to stay out late   

And you can feel love start to fade  

You fall asleep or read a book   

The phone goes back upon the hook   



When I lay awake at night   

And love can't be found  

The first circle's on my mind   

It goes round and round and round and round