White Revolving Circles Songtext
von Helicopter Girl

You′re everything I'm not
Jesus with a suit on in strawberry, yeah
Jesus, MmmHmmm, you′re everything I'm not
For there's no image in our orbit
And out of orbit there′s no image

But I swear I′ve seen her in white revolving circles
Mirrored on reflection
I swear I've seen her in white revolving circles
Picking up the pieces


For everything I′ve got
Won't trade, it′s a new dawn in a strawberry, yeah
Jesus, MmmHmmm for everything I've got
No, there′s no image in our orbit
For out of orbit there's no image

But I swear I've seen her in white revolving circles
Mirrored on reflection
I swear I′ve seen her in white revolving circles
Picking up the pieces
Of my life

So fesh that summer, that restaurant
That breathless neon brought a standstill
But I swear I′ve seen her in white revolving circles
Mirrored on reflection
I swear I've seen her in white revolving circles
Picking up the pieces
Of my life
Of my life