Circles

Staring out the window 
Looking at the sun 
Birds fly high in the glare 
Slowly the morning comes 
Never knew the reasons 
Why this cannot end 
Trapped with inner feelings 
You're the chosen one 

Angel of mercy 
Descend from your clouds 
Come save the lost souls 
I believe him now 
No rhyme or reason 
Why this all must end 
Fly high Jacob 
Spread your wings again 

Circles in the sun 
Ooooooooh 
Circles in the sun