Texty: Collective Soul. Discipled Breakdown. Full Circle.

Drowning to discover
I'd swim but then why bother
Wrestled with decisions
And fools in their opinions
One fine morning, I'll awake
To sleep some more
To define my premonitions
Last judgment and conditions
I'd have to dig in my emotions
Then relinquish my devotion
One fine morning, I'll awake
Then hope to learn
One fine morning, I'll awake
To love's return

Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Oh, I believe that love goes round and round
Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Oh, I believe that love comes round and round

Singing the rendition
Of hope in my condition
Caught up in defending
That truth is never ending
One fine morning, I'll awake
Then reaffirm
One fine morning, I'll awake
To love's return

Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Oh, I believe that love goes round and round
Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Oh, I believe that love comes round and round

I believe that love goes round
Love goes round
I believe that love goes round
Love goes round

Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Oh, I believe that love goes round and round
Round and round and round
Round and round and round
Oh, I believe that love comes round and round