I see my life as a carousel,
Round and round and up and down, I see my life as a carousel, Turning, turning without sound.
The bright lights are my memories, The calliope my heart, And all around the swirling world Is where my life takes part.
My joys and sorrows are the riders On the horses up and down, My loves and fears are the music That brings them spinning round.
But in the end the carousel Slows its crazy pace, And I step off to face the world, With a smile on my face
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