Or Maybe Not

<br>Starring at the Sunday<br>Shining straight at me<br>I know that winter is coming<br>I don`t want the one to be<br>How many times I thought of crying<br>Then the music turned it around<br>Dancing, spinning, jumping, thinking of you<br>In the loudness, I still can`t hear a sound<br>Oh, I`m feeling dizzy, oh, the sun is hot<br>Oh, you`re the enemy, or maybe not<br>Going round and round and round<br>Until I hit the ground<br>Then I stand up straight<br>Knowing that I`m awake<br>I want to want to want to want you<br>The wind blows trough the trees<br>I want to want to have you<br>Falling on my knees<br>Oh, I`m feeling dizzy, oh, the sun is hot<br>Oh, you`re the enemy, or maybe not<br>The sun is still there<br>We have no time to spare<br>To come back to the place<br>Remembering the face<br>Around I spin again<br>Never to stop myself<br>>From falling down<br>So close is the ground<br>But I have to fall - my friend<br>The secrets will never be told<br>Of what is to be left inside<br>Something that I will always hold<br>But there`s really, nothing to hide<br>Oh, I`m feeling dizzy, oh, the sun is hot<br>Oh, you`re the enemy, or maybe not