By the lost banks of affection
She is swimming in the river of deception
Why bother? Where do lovers go?
In the hands of gods of fashion
In this place desolated from passion
I wonder how can we go on?
Blindfolded as they walk alone
With folded hands the night's so long
When your faith has gone
We lost our fairytales that night
Reached the ending there's no pages left
They'll be walking round'n circles
They'll be walking round'n circles
They'll be walking round'n circles
So little time
To the peaks of cold barren mountains
They are dragging rocks on their aching backs
How can we go on?
All the tears drew me to see clear
When my eyes ran dry I nearly lost my mind
Why should we go on?
Blindfolded as they walk alone
With folded hands the night's so long
When your faith has gone
We lost our fairytales that night
Reached the ending there's no pages left
Lost the will to go on
Leave me here at the side of the road
But I know
Yeah I know
We'll be walking round'n circles (circles for all time)
We'll be walking round'n circles
We'll be walking round'n circles
So little time