Try to stop the spinning with a hand held head
I wish to god I was in your bed
But I'm here, away from me
And you're there, blowing waves through my sea
With your spinning head.
So whats it like in your world?
I wonder if you'd share some with me
So what is it all, in your own words?
Maybe your words could help me to see
So hold me, and show me
Could you get to really know me
And open the door, to let me in.
Try to stop the feeling but I know it wont go
I feel my mind pulling down with the undertow
And your there, but your oh so gone
And I'm here, wishing the lights where on
In your spinning head.
So whats it like in your world
I wonder could you spare some for me
Tell me it all, in your own words
I think your words could help me to be
So Fulfill me, thrill me
Cos this world is trying to kill me
Maybe you could save me, and I will live.
Why try to stop it, just ride it on out
Feel the storms, they're a part of what life is about
So while you're there and you're so far gone
Think about the chances of getting it on
Inside your spinning head.
