While the world is slowly spinning 'round

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While the world is slowly spinning 'round




ILLOTA MUSIC



While the world is slowly spinning 'round,
I see Mary, lost, in her thoughts she's found,
In the mirror's gaze, she lights a cigarette,
A silhouette of memories she can't forget.
Oh, Mary, where are you going?
Through the embers, your story's showing,
In the smoke rings, secrets reside,
Oh, Mary, won't you let me inside?
Her eyes reflect a life of highs and lows,
A journey through the shadows, how it goes,
Through loves and heartaches, she's been,
A tapestry of moments, worn and thin.
Oh, Mary, where are you going?
Through the embers, your story's showing,
In the smoke rings, secrets reside,
Oh, Mary, won't you let me inside?