Meet me at the fairground
Honey, I swear I'll show you a good time
I'll place you at the top of the ferris wheel like a star
Just like you are

Meet me at eleven
The crowds will have gone then
And we'll have the run of the place
And no one will stop us launching off into space

We can be astronauts
We can be cosmonauts
We can be free
Drifting along on the solar breeze

Meet me at the fairground
Painted in black
Galloping horses
With poles in your backs