Where does it end When we keep walking in circles my friend Put in a frame, I'm sick and tired of taming the flames Let me burn and live without these chains Watch me running, watch me break away Oh what a story In the wind I'm like a paper plane But no sticks and stones could ever break these bones Finally I made my way home This is where I belong This is where I belong So what do you say, You wanna break these circles with me? Take on the pain And turns those tears into summer rain Let our burden slowly drain away Give me colours, riddles, mysteries Oh what a story In the wind we're just like paper planes But no sticks and stones could ever break these bones Finally I made my way home This is where I belong This is where I belong