Teenage Fanclub
Gene Clark


When the circle finally formed
you called me up
the only one making a song
I can't work out what I want to see
I bury my thoughts in the ground
All the seeds you sow
are just looking for a space to grow

So sleep, sleep
And lay your white body down
So sleep, sleep
And lay your white body down

No matter what you do
it all returns to you
No matter what you say
you'll hear it all someday