This horse is too slow, we’re always this close, almost, almost, we’re a freakshow Right, right when I’m near, it’s like you disappear, where’d you go? Is that Houdini or a freakshow? And it’s all fun and games, til somebody falls in love, but youve already bought a ticket, and there’s no turning back now 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 Im glued on tight to this carousel
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 12:16:32 +0000