Give me a break
I'm not a fool
I just happen to think that the world is round
I'm gonna go East but I'm headed out West
And all I can say is goodbye
I don't know if I'm wrong or if I'm right
But the bold ones all go down in history, right?
I know that your seaships leave shore; not return
The horizon suggests to me
It is round
It is round
I swear that it's round
It is round
It is round
I swear that it's round
It is round
It is round
I swear that it's round
It is round
It is round
I swear that it's round
It is round
It is round
I am right
I am right
I swear that I'm right
I am right
I am right
I swear that it's round