(Browne/Glenister)She thinks the world and his dogShould walk up her streetMaybe she's on to somethingShe keeps her head in the limelightWasting all my timeTime with this thingTime won't help me nowShe, she loves the sunTo shine on her faceOnly to be her servantI, I've got the rainFull in my faceAnd a piece from the masters tablePeace won't help me nowchorusShe lives in circlesThe king is dead, long live the kingShe lives in circlesBut I won't be there next time roundI won't be thereShe wants to play in my sandBut only todayTomorrow's another storyI, I think she's greatIt's a welcome mistakeThat's leaving me wanting moreMore won't help me nowShe lives in circlesThe king is dead, long live the kingShe lives in circlesBut I won't be there next time roundI won't be thereI know what I've seen thereShe's loose in her dreams thereHer head is spinning - new sensationShe's out of her headBut I don't think she sees itAh she lives in circlesLong live the kingBut I won't be there next timeShe thinks the world and his dogShould walk up her streetMaybe she's on to somethingI, I think she's greatIt's a welcome mistakeThat's leaving me wanting moreShe lives in circlesThe king is dead, long live the kingShe lives in circlesBut I won't be there next time roundI won't be thereShe lives in circlesLong live the kingShe lives in circlesBut I won't be there next time roundI won't be there