Coming Around - Counting Crows

Never see you coming around

They know they got their heads screwed on

I’m standing in the middle of town

I know I might never come home

Just standing where I am with all the people passing by me The sound of all these passers-by mixed in with the bus and motor-car

I must be sure these are the signs

Cos I’ve been here a million times before

Just tell me when it’s coming around, coming around

I think I see you coming to town, hunting you down

Bringing you round

Tell me if I’m bringing you down

Cos I was fine till you came along

You tell me that the tears of a clown cloud

That I’m confusing while abusing my mind

So far away I wanna be That’s not as close to you and me The things they call our destiny

Now why do you have to pick on me at all?

My walls are coming down

Just tell me when it’s coming around, coming around

I think I see you coming to town, hunting you down

Coming around