Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go. Will I catch up to love? I could never tell.

I know, chasing after you is like a fairytale. But I, feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel.

This horse is too slow. We're always this close. Almost, almost... we're a freak show.

Right, right when I'm near. It's like you dissappear. Where'd you go? My dear, you're a freak show!

And it's all fun and games, until somebody falls in love...
But you've already bought a ticket and there's no turning back now.

Why did you steal my cotton candy heart? You threw it in this damn coin slot.

And now I'm stuck, I'm stuck.
Riding, riding, riding....