Yesterday a child came out to wander
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful, when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a stars.
And the seasons
They go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return
We can only look behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In a circle game.
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when you're older, must appease him
And promise someday make his dreams.
And the seasons
They go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return
We can only look behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In a circle game.
Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cart wheels turn to car wheels through the town
And they tell him,"Take your time
It won't be long now, till you drag your feet to
Slow he circle down."
And the seasons
They go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return
We can only look behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In a circle game.
So the years spin by
And now the boy is twenty
Through his dreams have lost
Some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams
May be better dreams, and plenty
Before the last revolving year is thorough
And the seasons
They go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return
We can only look behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In a circle game.
And go round and round and round
In a circle game.