Magic mirrors at the fairground
Turned my life inside out
Like rubber gloves removed from someone’s hand
What was in, is now out, not a good thing
I can no longer hide my thoughts from others
They stick right out, causing all kinds of chaos
I need to find that fairground
Break the mirror that spun my life around…
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Life’s fairground
Slide up on that beautiful painted horse
Take a spin, roam the fairground
See what you can win
Three balls hit the coconut, soft toy in hand
Music thumping beneath your feet
Gold finned fish in plastic a bowl to find
Sweet taste of candyfloss, the walk home
holding your sweethearts hand
The joy of childhood remembered…
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