text: Yesterday a child came out to wonder
  He caught a dragonfly inside a jar
  And fearful when the sky was full of thunders
  And tearful at the falling of a star
  And the seasons they go round and round
  And the painted ponies go up and down
  Were captive on the carousel of time
  We cant return, we can only look behind from where we came
  And go round and round in the circle game
  Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
  And skated over ten clear frozen streams
  Words like, when youre older, must appease him
  And promises of someday make his dreams
  And sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
  Cartwheels turn to car wheels through the town
  And they tell him : Take your time, it wont be long now
  Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down
  And the seasons they go round and round
  The painted ponies go up and down
  Were captive on the carousel of time
  We cant return, we can only look behind from where we came
  And go round and round in the circle game
  So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
  Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
  Therell be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
  Before the last revolving year is through
  And the seasons they go round and round
  Painted ponies go up and down
  Were captive on the carousel of time
  We cant return, we can only look behind from where we came
  And go round and round in the circle game
  And go round and round
  And go round and round in the circle game