Carousel - Morning Parade

Late night

Step on the carousel

And spend all night

Spinning round and round

Hold tight

And no don’t you let go

Until daylight

Pours through your window

I long for the smell of your hair,

The smell of your hair

And all this time

In a hiding place, in a hiding place

All our lives, with a melody all our own

All this time

Yeah we might as well, we might as well

Close our eyes, singing a melody all our own

Sometimes

We talk on the telephone

Running dry

The conversation slows

Red lights

And plans not set in stone

Well I’m up all night

Until you get home

I long for the smell of your hair,

The smell of your hair

And all this time

In a hiding place, in a hiding place

All our lives, singing a melody all our own

All this time

Yeah we might as well, we might as well

Close our eyes, singing a melody all our own

And all this time

In a hiding place, in a hiding place

All our lives, singing a melody all our own

All this time

Yeah we might as well, we might as well

Close our eyes, singing a melody all our own

(Grazie a Giorgio Kgb per questo testo)