A love affair would put this friendship of ours to the text
Nothing more would satisfy the need for something less
It’s no science, the logic of emotions is so raw
A flash of recognition, understanding when our eyes meet
A catching glance of loose receipt of a look given for free?
Could I understand a language my words can’t speak?
Ease this expense of poverty
Explain this weight of mystery
You could show me how
I still believe my trapeze daydreams but I only seem to end up
Spinning to the same tune ‘round and ‘round
Like a child on the carousel

A dream’s danger – standards that they set which flesh can’t meet
I’m no stranger to the finer points of fantasy
The truth’s in the details I know, I know
Ease this expense of poverty
Explain this weight of mystery
You could show me how
I still believe my high-wire daydreams but I only seem to end up
Spinning to the same tune ‘round and ‘round
Like a child on the carousel