When I'm wound up. . . . just as tight as a spring
Like a clock over wound . . . I stop ticking . . .
I get all tangled up, like a fishing line
Like a string all twisted, in the tail of a kite . . .
BUT I come unwound, when you hold me tight

When I'm crazy . . . spinning out of control
I forget where I came from: I don't know where to go
Revolving doors, Ferris wheels,
Clowns turning flips, head over heels . . .
But when you kiss my lips the world stands still

When I'm spinning, with my arms open wide,
On the edge of a cliff and I've . . . closed my eyes.
When I'm like a dog chasin' his tail around . . .
Like a twister touching down to the ground . . .
You calm my storm when you lay me down.

When I'm spinning.