After After All - Patchouli

Time and time again

You climb out to the end

Daring to suspend in thin air

Round and round you go

Like the gear in a carolsel

So caught up in the show you don’t care

So up and down you falll

‘cause after after all

the world can look so small from way up there

When you there

You can call

And I’ll come

After all

If you call

I’ll be there

And I’ll come

After All

You push and pull away

The sculptor the clay

You the one to say what you’re made of

Cause every time you leave

You’ve got your heart out on your sleeve

Wearing what you believe to be love

So you give until it gives away

And there’s nothing left to say

You’re just hoping you can stay enough above

I’ll be your ground

When your world up there starts spinning round

So take my hand

When you’re lost at sea I promise land

So take my hand

When you’re lost at sea I promise land