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