From the album sunshine superman



Walking in the seashore twilight,

It's then you spy carnival lights,

You slowly near the magic sight,

Tangerine sky minus one kite.

Take time an' tie your pretty hair

The gypsy driver doesn't care

If you catch your hair in the ferris wheel on top,

In the ferris wheel on top.

A silver bicycle you shall ride,

To bathe your mind in the quiet tide.

Far off as it seems your hair will mend

With a Samson's strength to begin again.

Take time an' dry your pretty eyes,

Watch the seagull fly far-off skies

To build its nest in the ferris wheel on top,

In the ferris wheel on top.

If ever I reach her.

And the moral here, if any, my friend:

Follow through your dream to the end.

Dig the seagull fly across the sky

To build its nest in the ferris wheel,

In the ferris wheel.