Harry Chapin - All my lifes a circle

^AAll my life's a c^Amaj7ircle, sunrise and ^Esundown The moon rose through the night time, till the day^Abreak rolls around. All my life's a circle, but I can't tell you ^Dwhy Seasons spinning r^Aound again, the years keep ^Erolling ^Aby.

Seem^As like I've been here before, I can't remember ^Ewhen But I've got this funny feeling,that we'll a^All get

^AThere's no straight lines make up my life, all the roads have b^Dends. There's no clear cut begi^Anning, and sometimes n^Eo clear ^AEnd.

I've ^Afound you a thousand times, I guess you've done The^E same, But then we lose each other, it's j^Aust like a

^ABut as I find you here again, the thought rolls through my m^Dind, Our love is like a ^Acircle; let's go 'round on^Ee more ti^Ame.