Ohhhhhhhh
The circle must be broken, must be broken
I don't have the kind of problems
That the uncle of my father had
I'm in the seat neatly behind the wheel
And i don't have the kind of problems
That the father of my father had
I'm not afraid to hug and touch and feel
The circle must be broken
So take this as a tolken
The circle must be broken
My mother wants me to be happy
But how can I be happy
When she cries herself to sleep
And papa I want for us to have a pint
And talk about the stuff that is running
Way way deep
Way way deep
A bla di bla di bla di bla bla...
A bla di bla di bla di bla bla...
I'm not one for breaking the
Fracture that's been healed
I'm not into rifleshots on any open field
Who among us can be happy every single day?
The circle is a prison
Where you shouldn't stay
The circle must be broken
So take this as a tolken
The circle must be broken
I know that I can be a bit too much
For the ones who won't hug or touch
I can be a bit too much
But i need to be accepted as I am
It's important for a man
You know like the quintessence
Like the quintessence
I see my Constance beaming in June
Under the sunshine, longing for the moon
I see my Constance beaming in June
Under the sunshine longing for the moon
My baby she's longing for the moon
Longing for the moon
She's longing for the moon
Longing for the moon
Ohhhhhh