All My Life's a Circle
(source: "Rise Up Singing", Peter Blood and Annie Patterson, 1992.)
by Harry Chapin

All my life's a circle, sunrise and sundown

The moon rolls through the night time

Till the day break comes around

All my life's a circle, but I can't tell you why

The seasons spinning round again

The years keep rolling by.

It seems like I've been here before, I can't remember when

But I got this funny feeling

That we'll all be together again

There's no straight lines that make up my life

And all my roads have bends

There's no clear cut beginnings, and so far no dead ends.

I've found you a thousand times, I guess you've done the same

But then we'll lose each other

It's just like children's games

As I see you here again, the thought runs through my mind

Our friendships like a circle,

Let's go round one more time.