Come Around - Sara Hickman

I thought I’d have to pay to feel good

By all the pretty things that caught my eye

Empty as my pocketbook I stood

With only common sense to tell me why I

Can’t put my finger on it

I can’t hold it in my hands

But I’ll wrap my arms around it

Then let it go

To come around again

Elusive as a lizard in the grass

Compelling as an ancient mystery

Sudden as a twister and as fast

As a train from Leon to Paree I

Can’t put my finger on it

I can’t hold it in my hands

But I’ll wrap my arms around it

Then let it go

To come around again

Mothers hold their babies to their breast sisters see their brothers off to war

Lovers put each other to the test oceans spend their waves upon the shore

I told you there was something in the air

Beyond our limitations to perceive

A feeling that there’s more than nothing there

Challenging us simply to believe in love

Can’t put your finger on it

You can’t hold it in your hands

But you’ll wrap your arms around it

Then let it go to come around again

Can’t put my finger on it

I can’t hold it in my hands

But I’ll wrap my arms around it

Then let it go

To come around again

Ooohh come around