All around me are familiar faces
Bright and early for the daily races
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
I want to drown my sorrow
And I find it kind of funny,
The dreams in which I'm dying
I find it hard to tell you
cause I find it hard to take
The people running circles,
Sit and listen, sit and listen,
No one knew me, no one knew me
look right through me now
The dreams in which I'm dying
I find it hard to tell you
cause I find it hard to take
With people running circles,
Dreams in which I'm dying
Running in circles, running in circles
Running in circles, running in circles
Runnin' in circles, runnin' in circles,