Lyrics:

Butterfly sparing, I'll let you fly away. The dust that will be another oak tree, breathing an oak tree... Still I wait for the world to turn around. Still I wait for the dancers. Still I wait for the world to turn around. I gotta wait for the answers to come around. Children playing aloft a boat of secrets, public never knew the fate of the picture. the purple pictures. Still I wait for the world to turn around. Still I wait for the dancers. Still I wait for the world to turn around. Still I wait for the answers. Still I wait... I gotta wait... Still I wait for the world to turn around. Still I wait for the dancers. Still I wait for the world to turn around. I gotta wait for the answers to come around. Still I wait for the world to turn around. Still I wait for the answers. Still I wait for the world to turn around. Still I wait for the answers to come around.