All Around - Linda McLean

Too long ago a broken dreamer shot herself down 
In broken dreams the years go fast days drag along 
And she says to herself, 'it doesn't really matter 
I'll move from this place, get my real life together 
I'll grab my hat, I'll grab my coat, grab my name, 
I'll grab all that money and make my way back 
And all around, and all around. 
She stares into her cup and wonders what does it mean 
when the leaves go up 
She stares into her hands and wonders, 
which line will make the bad dream end 
In her mind she is an artist, 
she floats on water in her head she is golden 
She'll grab her coat she'll grab her hat she'll grab all that money and make her way back 
And all around, and all around, and all around, and all around 
When she goes, when she goes, when she goes, when she goes 
La la la la la la ...... 
And all around.....