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von Pete Francis

I stood still, catch my breath
I′ve got to take a pill so it all will go away
Wearing a grey suit
Standing in my brown boots
Holding my suitcase, staring at the parked cars

Ancient circles, secret spirals, turning the dials
Stuck in a green file
I walk towards you, you disappear
If I hide you will certainly find me

On the carousel
He goes round and round
All the world's in flames
It′s difficult to explain it baby


Crown the king with angel wings
Horses made of wood, I ride the chariot
Stare into a hall of mirrors
A million faces, none of them are me

Looking down at the dizzy ground
A silent shout on a busy highway
I walk towards you, you disappear
If I hide you will certainly find me

On the carousel
He goes round and round
All the world's in flames
It's difficult to explain it baby

On the carousel
He goes round and round
All the world′s in flames
It′s difficult to explain it baby

On the carousel
He goes round and round
All the world's in flames