Juglar Child on the Carousel

I want to see you in all my stories darling Like when we were the center of innocence Without angles, ultra-sonic was her voice But she is not there anymore Carousel in trouble, take me to Mars now Carousel in trouble, wake up already A play on words, like a wonderful paper-brain My eyes sings while you voice is eternal Without angles, ultrasonic moon awaken And she said Carousel in trouble, take me to Mars now Carousel in trouble, wake up already