Jane Olivor - One More Ride on the Merry-Go-Round

I look at the world that I've conquered

I've won every spin of the wheel

I get everything I go after

You ask me, how does it feel?

l tell you I'd trade the moon

For a string with an orange balloon

And the days when my only dream

Was a dish of vanilla ice-cream

Give me one more chance at the midway

Let me laugh and be gay as a clown

Give me back the world I remember

One more ride on the merry-go-round

I do my shopping in Paris

My clothes are only Dior

There's money to buy friends and lovers

I wonder if that's what it's for

But when I go to my bedroom

I look at my hand-painted sky

I think of a world far behind me

A world no money can buy

Give me one more chance at the midway

Let me laugh and be gay as a clown

Give me back the world I remember

One more ride on the merry-go-round

Now as I look at the future

I feel so close to the past

I'm so afraid of tomorrow

Wondering which one is the last

Here in the cold of the winter

I cling to a fragment of May

I'll trade you the world I have treasured

For a moment of one yesterday

Give me one more chance at the midway

Let me dance with my feet off the ground

Give me back the world I remember

One more ride on the merry-go-round