| For all you broken-hearted lovers lost
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| Go find another one
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| 'Cause you know time won’t wait and you’ll be late
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| White rabbits on the run
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| It’s hard to know what’s good for you
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| I know she let you down
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| But the fever breaks when it’s too much to take
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| So you can put your weapons down
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| And all you’ll hear is the music
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| And beauty stands before you
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| And love comes back around again
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| It’s a carousel, my friend
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| Never too late to change the pace
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| Oh how the days creep up on you
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| And the goodness is something you don’t have to chase
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| 'Cause it’s following you
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| And all you’ll hear is the music
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| And beauty stands before you now
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| And love comes back around again
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| It’s a carousel, my friend
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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| I thought I heard your voice in the thunder
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| It’s the owl casting spells that we’re under
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| I thought I heard your voice in the thunder
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| It’s the owl casting spells that we’re under
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| I thought I heard your voice in the thunder
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| It’s the owl casting spells that we’re under
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| I thought I heard your voice in the thunder
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| It’s the owl casting spells that we’re under, under
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| And all I hear is the music
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| And beauty stands before me
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| And love comes back around again
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| It’s a carousel, my friend
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| It’s in the music
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| And beauty stands before you
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| And love comes back around again
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| It’s a carousel, a carousel
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| A carousel, my friend yeah
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| Time won’t wait, so don’t be late
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| White rabbits on the run |