A little girl rides on the merry go round
In the sky above the restaurant
On the long narrow streets
Looking like Naples in the spring
The chairs standing outside
On a day made for kings
She steps up the ladder
And quietly takes a seat
On the older chairs outside
And the merry go round starts
With all but silence
The little girl hanging on
As the merry go round
Whizzes above the houses
And the chain breaks
But she does not have a care
She falls down gently
To your smiling face
And turns up to you and says
Can we stay on the merry go round
For eternity?I want to be safe always
And she knows by his smile
That she did not really need to ask
For the merry go round
Was life.
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