Carousel

Like a kid on a carousel

I go around in circles

Not knowing whether to be scared

Of all the ups and downs

By the face you could never tell

That inside I'm hurtin'

I'm always on the move

But never gainin' ground

And the brightly painted ponies

They have feelings inside

Like me do they ever want

To get off of this ride

And the mirrors in the middle reflect

Years of going nowhere

Of trying to catch the horse out in front

When you know there's not a prayer

Somehow through the pain

I'll grab hold of the reins

And all will end up well

When I stop this carousel