ocean colour scene
the circle
Saturday afternoon The sunshine pours like wine Through the 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 by the trees I'll catch the falling leaves If the wind blows  But I know all this means is Whiling on the hours Watching sideshows  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 going somewhere I can warm my bones  Fare you well I'll carry me away And sing to those I know Upon their birthdays  And I won't feel like I'm on the outside I wont feel like I'm on the outside I wont feel like I'm on the outside Of the circle