The Circle

Saturday Afternoon, the sunshine Pours like wine Through your window And I know Golden June can turn An empty gray Against your window And I feel like I'm on the outside Of the circle If I walk (If I walk, if I walk) By the trees I'll catch the falling leaves If the wind blows But I know (But I know, but I know) All this means Is whiling on the hours Watching side shows And I feel like I'm on the outside Of the circle Will I turn my coat to the rain I don't know But I'm goin' Somewhere I can Warm my bones Fare you well (Fare you, fare you well) Carry me away And sing for those I know upon their birthdays I won't feel like I'm on the outside I won't feel like I'm on the outside I won't feel like I'm on the outside Of the circle