Paroles de Rounds

Am I still speaking? Yeah, I’m long in the wind I’ll go on and on and on again If my chest don’t cave in When did I last breathe in Am I empty again Oh, that wind that I’ve been spending Is a long one my friend Be the Sun as my witness Better prophets could pen A thousand words for every chord I could ever begin May their carbon given Be an echoing hymn That goes on and on and on again So long as I live (Ooh) (Ooh) Round, around, a round again Will you start where I end Am I still speaking? Yeah, I’m long in the wind I’ll go on and on and on again If my chest don’t cave in