Lydia Ainsworth — Spinning

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Give me a try, open up your palm
I want to see all of the lines
The river flows as I close my eyes
I am looking for the signs

All the things we try to see
All the things we try to see

Pretend again in this game of ours
As we hide behind the screen
Our broken bells and broken wings
Have led us here, my dear

All the things we try to see
All the things we try to see
Do we ever really see?

Oh, and the room is spinning (And the room is spinning)
And the room is spinning (And the room is spinning)
And the room is spinning (And the room is spinning)
Yeah, yeah
Oh, and the room is spinning
And the room is spinning
And the room is spinning (And the room is spinning)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Let’s take a ride through the hills tonight
I’d like to breathe the sunset air
Mulholland Drive is a paradise
And a place I’ll always fear

All the things we try to fear
All the things we try to fear

In my hands, in my soul
He will never let me go
In my heart, in my soul, hey
In my heart, in my soul
He will never let me go
In my heart I know
In my heart

Pretend again in this game of ours
As we hide behind the screen
Our broken bells and broken wings
Have led us here, my dear

All the things we try to see
All the things we try to see
Do we ever really see?

Oh, and the room is spinning (And the room is spinning)
And the room is spinning (And the room is spinning)
And the room is spinning (And the room is spinning)
Yeah, yeah
Oh, and the room is spinning
And the room is spinning
And the room is spinning (And the room is spinning)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

In my hands, in my soul
He will never let me go
In my heart, in my soul, hey
In my heart, in my soul
He will never let me go
In my heart I know
In my heart