Walk the block and back again

Find my feet where I planted them

It's all the same Nothing around me is changing much But I feel different lately

Can't quite pin down where it started

Things were always so lighthearted Funny now the things we talk about

Funny all the things I share out loud.

Bringing me back around Full circles hold me down

Full circle, hold me in my mother's house

Say that you need me now Full circles all come around and around and around

Back on Bell Street smelling roses

Wondering when they started growing

It's all the same But my eyes are changing and the rose can only fade

Could we reminisce, slow down the motion A little dizzy with the way we're rushing round

Round Tripping on my feet on the sidewalk Hoping I'll get a release from the constant flow But ooh

Bringing me back around Full circles hold me down

Full circle holds me in my mother's house.

Say that you'll meet me now Full circle, I'll come round and round and round

I'm coming back around

I'm coming back around

I'm coming back alive

I'm coming back around

I'm coming back around