Thought I'd go down to the fair
No one I know will be there
And it's been that way for well over a decade
I guess that nobody cares
Maybe we outgrew the rides
It sucks they replaced the old slide
And now what I see's not what I thought it'd be
Its glory days behind
Maybe it's in the air
I can feel it though I swear
Call it all make believe
But I never want to leave
The carousel's song played through
Rose-colored headphones
It came back to me
The roar of the coasters the screams
The faint smell of gasoline
The noise that is made in the penny arcade
Can be heard from the putting green
Maybe it's in the air
I can feel it though I swear
Call it all make believe
But I never want to leave
The carousel's song played through
Rose-colored headphones
It came back to me
The go-carts zoom right by the hall of mirrors
I look into one and I feel the years
No longer a child no I have grown
Here in this world that I have to face alone
There's no way to go home
Maybe it's in the air
I can feel it though I swear
Call it all make believe
But I never want to leave
The carousel's song played through
Rose-colored headphones
It came back to me