I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round. 

And in that circle I had made were all 

the worlds unformed and unborn yet. 

A volume, a sphere that was the earth, 

that was the moon, that did revolve around my room. 

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed fo a circle round. 

And in that circle was a maze, 

a terrible spiral to be lost in. 

Blind in my fear, 

I was escaping just by feel. 

But at every turn my way was sealed. 

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round. 

And in that circle was a face. 

Her eyes looked upon me with fondness. 

Her warmth coming near, 

calling me "sweetness," calling me "dear." 

But I whispered, "no, I can't rest here." 

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round. 



Eager to please was just the way that he was 

though his attempts there falling short, 

expectation 

see he would tell of all his conquests, 

was he bragging? 

but in the evening all alone 

Ellen unplanned delays 

saving for someone who really cared about you 

invincible they say 

married to your name 

she was the kind between a child and a lady, 

quick was her temper 

like a blaez from an ember 

no one had measured to her standard, 

so in the evening all alone all alone 

how do I tell them to open their minds 

and to take a chance 

maybe on finding life’s treasure stubborn they stay set 

in their ways really not wanting to be lonely not alone.