I'd be sitting in my sunny frock
Kicking my legs to and fro like a pendulum clock
The bearded woman smiles and lions are roaring
The clown makes us laugh he pretends he is snoring
Past all the stalls and the sweet cotton candy
The gypsies are looking at their crystal balls
For understanding
The contortionist smiles as he painfully bends
While I wait for her eagerly before everything ends
And oh.....how she flies
Oh I wish I could fly ...
so high in the sky
And oh if she falls through the fire
Oh I wish I was there a star shining so bright
shining so bright
The music has died and the shutters are closing
A mist has descended, the spell has been broken
I rode on a horse on a gold carousel
But I didn't do a thing that the tarots would tell
And oh ...how she flies
Oh I wish I could fly ...
so high in the sky
And oh if she falls through the fire
Oh I wish I was there a star shining so bright
shining so bright
I'm just a picture...
a fragment of your mind
No one can touch this no one can find
There's a shadow on my eyes ...
that unveils for me to see
You're free
You're free