John Taylor
Follow me down to the Ferris-Go-Round -
I can get you your ticket for free.
We'll glide through the sky - Oh, the things we will spy!
Oh, won't you come riding with me?
The lights are real pretty- there's a view from the top
If we're real lucky, the wheel might just stop
You are there in my dreams, sitting there close by me
And it's strange that it's love that we feel
On the Ferris-Go-Wheel.
I hear it's dark in the cave, but it's not really scarey
If we're real lucky, the tide might just carry us
Away to a mansion, we'll find true romance,
And whirl peace than is more than a dove
In this Tunnel of Love.
Follow my mark, don't be 'fraid of the dark
Now we're here, we need never return
The real world out there's full of lonesome despairs -
I would rather escape, than to burn
When we play in the park, we become kids again
And if we're real lucky, all the innocence spent
Will return to our hearts, and we never will part;
In believing, we'll make loving real
On the Ferris-Go-Wheel
In believing, our dreams become real...
On the Ferris-Go-Wheel
Believe and the dream becomes real,
On the Ferris-Go-Wheel...
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