Renaissance Fair Songtext
von The Human Instinct

I think that maybe I′m dreaming
I smell cinnamon and spices
I hear music everywhere
All around kaleidoscope of colour
I think that maybe I'm dreaming

Maidens pass gracefully in laughter
Wine coloured flowers in their hair
Last call from lands I′ve never been to
I think that maybe I'm dreaming


Sun flash on a salted prism
Bright jewels on a lady's fashion
Eyes flash on a shiny prism

Hear ye the crying of the vendors
Fruit for sale, wax candles for to burn
Buyers fare, soon it will be nightfall
I think that maybe I′m dreaming

Hear ye the crying of the vendors
Fruit for sale, wax candles for to burn
Buyers fare, soon it will be nightfall
I think that maybe I′m dreaming
I think that maybe I'm dreaming
I think that maybe I′m dreaming