around again we go
the problems of our past disappear
on this magical thing
the obstacles soon to come, forgotten.
this short sensation is like no other
and being with you only makes it better
this time is worth more than every penny in the world
i could never pass the opportunity
this time, i choose one
next time, i'll choose another
by the end, we'll have had them all
the horse makes our worries die
the music brings us to our present jubilee
nothing will ever be the same
while we're on the merry go round
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