May be better dreams, and plentyの歌が含まれ

Yesterday a child came out to wander

Caught a dragonfly inside a jar

Fearful, when the sky was full of thunder

And tearful at the falling of a stars.

And the seasons

They go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down

We're captive on the carousel of time

We can't return

We can only look behind from where we came

And go round and round and round

In a circle game.

Then the child moved ten times round the seasons

Skated over ten clear frozen streams

Words like,when you're older, must appease him

And promise someday make his dreams.

And the seasons

They go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down

We're captive on the carousel of time

We can't return

We can only look behind from where we came

And go round and round and round

In a circle game.

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now

Cart wheels turn to car wheels through the town

And they tell him,“Take your time

It won't be long now, till you drag your feet to

slow he circle down.”

And the seasons

They go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down

We're captive on the carousel of time

We can't return

We can only look behind from where we came

And go round and round and round

In a circle game.

So the years spin by

And now the boy is twenty

Through his dreams have lost

Some grandeur coming true

There'll be new dreams

May be better dreams, and plenty

Before the last revolving year is thorough

And the seasons

They go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down

We're captive on the carousel of time

We can't return

We can only look behind from where we came

And go round and round and round

In a circle game.

And go round and round and round

In a circle game.

And go round and round and round in …

Yesterday a child came out to wonder

Caught a dragonfly inside a jar

Fearful when the sky was full of thunder

And tearful at the falling of a star

Then the child moved ten times round the seasons

Skated over ten clear frozen streams

Words like, when you're older, must appease him

And promises of someday make his dreams

And the seasons they go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down

We're captive on the carousel of time

We can't return, we can only look behind

From where we came

And go round and round and round

In the circle game

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now

Cartwheels turn to car wheels through the town

And they tell him

Take your time, it won't be long now

Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down

So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty

Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true

There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty

Before the last revolving year is through

And the seasons they go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down

We're captive on the carousel of time

We can't return, we can only look behind

From where we came

And go round and round and round

In the circle game

And go round and round and round

In the circle game

And go round and round and round in …