Sitting in my armchair thinking again and again and again Going round in a circle i can't get out Then i look around thinking day and night and day Then you look around - there must be some explanation And the tension builds Take advantage - let nothing be fantasy How do you grow as you stunt your growth? Nothing you say makes sense anymore Then you look around - there must be some explanation And the tension builds Sitting in my armchair thinking again and again and again Going round in a circle we can't get out Then i look around thinking day and night and day Then you look around - there's nothing left to say And the tension builds