You're spinning above me
Around as I lay here
No one would love me
If I just sit and complain here
While I'm not quite lonely
She's hardly a stranger
Although the roses bloom so beautiful
I wouldn't dare take her
You know what you're meant for
And you do it oh so well
I don't know a thing about anything
But if I did, you wouldn't even be able to tell
That I'm right where you want me
Directly beneath you
I'm trying to get closer and closer
But I only get hurt when I try to reach out and get through
Because you're a ceiling fan
Spinning above me
Around as I lay here
No one would love me
You're spinning above me
(I'm not quite lonely)
Around as I lay here
(She's hardly a stranger)
No one would love me
(The roses look beautiful)
If I just sit and complain here
(The roses look beautiful)
So I'll just sit and complain here
Spinning above me
Around as I lay here