Cyrk

Now is not a good time
To leave me on my own
I knew there will never be a good time

I've always loved the
Movement of the trees
Find me a place where
I can watch the breeze

I'm counting the minutes
One, two, three, and four
Keeping good company
So what are you crying for?

I've always loved the
Turning of the school
Find me a place that
I can mold into

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh

People do change and
Often come and go
But I'm waving flags
For the long whole

I've always loved the
Summer 'til I die
Find me a place where
Little birds fly by



Credits
Writer(s): Cate Le Bon, Huw Evans
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