By the lost banks of affection She is swimming in the river of deception Why bother? Where do lovers go? In the hands of gods of fashion In this place desolated from passion I wonder how can we go on? Blindfolded as they walk alone With folded hands the night's so long When your faith has gone We lost our fairytales that night Reached the ending there's no pages left They'll be walking round'n circles They'll be walking round'n circles They'll be walking round'n circles So little time To the peaks of cold barren mountains They are dragging rocks on their aching backs How can we go on? All the tears drew me to see clear When my eyes ran dry I nearly lost my mind Why should we go on? Blindfolded as they walk alone With folded hands the night's so long When your faith has gone We lost our fairytales that night Reached the ending there's no pages left Lost the will to go on Leave me here at the side of the road But I know Yeah I know We'll be walking round'n circles (circles for all time) We'll be walking round'n circles We'll be walking round'n circles So little time