Sitting in my armchair thinking again and again and again
Going round in a circle I can't get out
Then I look around thinking day and night and day
Then you look around - there must be some explanation

And the tension builds
Take advantage - let nothing be fantasy
How do you grow as you stunt your growth?
Nothing you say makes sense anymore

Then you look around - there must be some explanation
And the tension builds
Sitting in my armchair thinking again and again and again
Going round in a circle we can't get out

Then I look around thinking day and night and day
Then you look around - there's nothing left to say
And the tension builds!

Writer : FRAZIER, AL/WHITE, CARL/HARRIS, JOHN/WILSON, TURNER JR.
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing