This Carousel, this ride through hell, spinning always apart.
Never catching up, never bonding, our love sick hearts,
Until the jet’s boost, lifts me off my roost and I fly into your arms
Then this carousel can stop for a while and we’ll love each other’s charms.
I love you. Come to me.
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I will… and we’ll stop this damned planet to do it if we need to.
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