when I spin, I look in within, feeling dim
some other lights, take me uptight, fill me with sin.
some other guy, some other girl,
some mother world.
when I fly, feel it sometimes, feel like a crime.
when cry, feel it sometimes feel like a crime
when I spin I look in within, feeling dim.
some other guy, some other girl,
some mother world.
when I fly, feel it sometimes feel like a crime.