At the Roundabout

[Verse 1] At the roundabout, every road is loud Vendors call and buses lean into the crowd You tap the dashboard, I find the tune We turn the afternoon into a living room [Chorus] At the roundabout, keep the wheels in time High guitar ringing, new drums climbing At the roundabout, do not slow down We can find a chorus in the middle of town [Verse 2] I see my reflection in a taxi door Not the same girl from the week before The horns make a choir, the sun goes red I follow the melody wherever it led [Bridge] No straight line, no perfect plan Just the song and the outstretched hand [Final Chorus] At the roundabout, keep the wheels in time High guitar ringing, new drums climbing At the roundabout, do not slow down We can find a chorus in the middle of town