Carousel

Why's everything so confusing The way that you walk The way that you talk The way that you fall in love Hop on the carousel Tell me about all the things that you see Is it you? Is it me? That you're spinning around As you weave? All the bits of the town You conceive For the lost and the found And what goes around Oh it comes around So why, why do you always cut the night? With your perilous flight And your touch is invalid For those that have had the disease Baby, why don't you breathe? Won't you breathe, breathe, breathe Wild horse they run from the rest of us Drummers they drum as the sun comes up Oh, mommy the carousel Oh, momma the carousel So why, why do you always cut the night? With your perilous flight With your tray tables up Don't forget to hold onto your seat Honey, why don't you breathe? Breathe, breathe, breathe Oh, momma the carousel Oh, momma the carousel Oh, momma the carousel Oh, momma the carousel So why, why do you always cut the night? You've got your perilous flight And your tray table's up Don't forget to hold onto your seat Honey, why don't you breathe? Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, yeah Woo-hoo, woo-hoo, woo-hoo, woo-hoo