Round We Go

Round and round and round we go
how many hits can i take, how many blows?
stab my heart a million times
will i never fine the one i can call "mine"

i guess we really reap what we sow
because where we stop nobody knows
nobody knows the pain that lies ahead
or the sorrow that follows in my tread

round and round and round i spun
i couldn't even remember where i begun
to many memories, to much pain
some happiness i need to regain

where we stop nobody can guess
i suppose we'll have to give it our best
yesterday is past, tomorrow yet to come
if we conquer today then we have won