Hanging Around

I wonder what it's like Seeing through your eyes You've offered me to have a try But I was always late The filters that I use Give me an excuse I take away what's real I feel it and it blows my fuse I hang around For another round I'm hanging around For another round I'm hanging on To the same old song I hang around For another round Until something stops me I wonder what it's like Walking by your side To think before I talk And to move at the same speed as you walk I want to have a weight To keep me in your state I'm watching from above I love it but it's not for me --- Hanging Around - The Cardigans