Round and Round

The years spin by and now the girl is older

Though her dreams have lost some grandeur
Coming true

There�ll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty

Before the last revolving year is through.

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We�re captive on the carousel of time
We can�t return, we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

-Joni Mitchell