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Spin the Wheel
Strange is the heart
And how it feels
The days go by
So spins the wheel
Fortunes up
And fortunes down
Cycles of love
Round and round
The constant ache
As thorns pierce through
The healing joy
Of love that's true
Love unreturned
The deepest pain
It never finds shelter
From pouring rain
It lives alone
Soaked, cold and lonely
Till the wound is healed
And it is set free
Give me shelter
Heal me
Spin the wheel...
And how it feels
The days go by
So spins the wheel
Fortunes up
And fortunes down
Cycles of love
Round and round
The constant ache
As thorns pierce through
The healing joy
Of love that's true
Love unreturned
The deepest pain
It never finds shelter
From pouring rain
It lives alone
Soaked, cold and lonely
Till the wound is healed
And it is set free
Give me shelter
Heal me
Spin the wheel...
Published 3rd Jan 2010
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