Perfect Circle Songtext
von Sam Johnson

Little high, little low
Little fossil in the snow
Little hands, little smile
Down the bumpy mile
Oh, won′t you tell me
'Bout sunny days
Hideaway in your parents′ yard
A little cut, little bruise
Never tried so hard

Oh, you're just like me
Made of fire and blood
You're like a perfect circle
Drawn so gently
On my bedroom wall
And in my high school yearbook


Hold your breath, take the risk
Take the first step
Let the water break your fall
And you′re sinking in
I want to listen
I don′t care if you don't care
We′re not the problem here
I don't care if you don′t care
We'll leave our troubles here

Oh, you′re just like me
Made of fire and blood
You're like a perfect circle
Drawn so gently
On my bedroom wall
And in my high school yearbook

It's getting harder
To imagine you
In the mirror
That I look into
I guess I′m older
I guess I′m moving on
Try to hide it
I was you all along


You're just like me
Made of fire and blood
You′re like a perfect circle
Drawn so gently
On my bedroom wall
And in my high school yearbook

You're just like me
Made of fire and blood
You′re like a perfect circle
Drawn so gently
On my bedroom wall
And in my high school yearbook