i feel like a spinning top or a dreidel
the spinning don’t stop when you leave the cradle
you just slow down
round and around the world you go
spinning through the lives of the people you know
we all slow down
how you gonna keep on turnin’ from day to day
how you gonna keep from turnin’ your life away
no days you can borrow no time you can buy
no trust in tomorrow it’s a lie
i feel like a spinning top or a dreidel
the spinning don’t stop when you leave the cradle
you just slow down
round and around the world you go
spinning through the lives of the people you know
we all slow down
how you gonna keep on turnin’ from day to day
how you gonna keep from turnin’ your life away
and i feel like i’m dippin’ and divin’
my sky shoes are spiked with lead heels
i’m lost in this star car i’m drivin’
but my air sole keeps pushin’ big wheels
my world is a constant confusion
my mind is prepared to attack
my past a persuasive illusion
i’m watchin’ the future it’s black
what do you know you know just what you perceive
what can you show nothing of what you believe
and as you grow each thread of life that you leave
will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs
as you sell your soul and you sow your seeds
and you wound yourself and your loved one bleeds
and your habits grow and your conscience feeds
on all that you thought you should be
i never thought this could happen to me
i feel like a spinning top or a dreidel
the spinnin’ don’t stop when you leave the cradle
you just slow down
round and around this world you go
spinnin’ through the lives of the people you know
we all slow down
how you gonna keep on turning from day to day
how you gonna keep from turning your life away
i feel like a spinning top or a dreidel
the spinning don’t stop when you leave the cradle
you just slow down
Artist: Don Mclean
Year: 1972
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 171