This old carousel keeps on turning
This old carousel keeps on turning, keeps on turning
Worn smooth, faces, voices, broken, cracking
Bright blue eyes in the darkness, passing lovers
Chances taken, good times used
Good times used
Tell me it wasn't all for nothing

On that old carousel we refused
We rode, we rode, we made believe
Naked watching the snow falling, it burned our skin
On that old carousel we shouted our love
We shouted our love

Tell me it wasn’t all for nothing
We weren’t just taking our time before we caved in
Those moments shared, they meant something didn’t they?
That intimacy wasn’t all for nothing
We had something that was ours, tell me
We had something that was ours
(This old carousel keeps on turning)