Lyric

I set the record turning

With no reason in my hands

The room went soft around me

Like it almost understood

One black circle moving

One small point staying true

Every line I tried to follow

Started bending back to you

I was not looking for a sign

I was not asking where to go

But the groove kept leaning gently

To the place I used to know

Round and around

I find the way back

A song in the wood

A pull in the track

Round and around

The evening gets clear

I was farther than I knew

But I’m coming near

There’s a compass in the corner

But it never says too much

Just a quiet little turning

When the world has lost its touch

I kept choosing wrong directions

Just to prove I could be gone

Then the melody corrected me

Without telling me I’m wrong

I was not ready to return

I was not brave enough to stay

But the song kept making circles

Till I faced the right way

Round and around

I find the way back

A song in the wood

A pull in the track

Round and around

The evening gets clear

I was farther than I knew

But I’m coming near

Let the road lose its numbers

Let the signs turn strange

Something in the old groove

Still knows how to change

If I close my tired eyes

If I let the chorus run

The room becomes a doorway

And the distance comes undone

Round and around

I find the way back

A song in the wood

A pull in the track

Round and around

The evening gets clear

I was farther than I knew

But I’m coming near

Round and around

No map in my hands

Just a turning sound

That still understands