Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go, will I catch up to love? I could never tell, I know, chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I, feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel. Come, come one, come all, you must be this tall to ride this ride at the carnival. And it's all fun and games, 'Til somebody falls in love, but you've already bought a ticket, and there's no turning back now.