Carousel
JOHN T. WILLIAMS
Take a look around and tell me I could never know
What it is you're saying and the way that I should go
You think it's progress baby, but I'm not so sure
High up on your high horse, you don't look so pure
And maybe it's all in my mind
Like a psychedelic crime
We're on a carousel
And I don't feel so well
You're like a carousel
Everything about us baby leaves me so confused
The things that warm you leave me cold and unamused
It's a cinch that you see me as giving up the sun
But what you need to understand is
Your life's not for everyone
You got me spinnin'
Yeah you got me spinnin'
