Yesterday a child came out to wander Caught a dragonfly inside a jarFearful when the sky was full of thunder And tearful at the falling of a starThen the child moved ten times round the seasons Skated over ten clear frozen streamsWords like when your older master fears him And promises of someday make his dreamsAnd the seasons, they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and downWe're captive on the carousel of timeWe can't returnWe can't returnWe can only look behind from where we came And go round and round and round in the circle gameSixteen springs and sixteen summers gone nowGod wills turn to cowards through the townAnd they tell him, take your timeIt won't be longTill you drag your feet to slow the circles downAnd the seasons, they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and downWe're captive on the carousel of timeWe can't returnWe can only look behind from where we cameAnd go round and round and round In the circle gameSo the years spin by and now the boy is twentyThough his dreams have lost some grandeur coming throughThere'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plentyBefore the sun goes down, before the sun goes downThe last revolving year is throughAnd the seasons, they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and downWe're captive on the carousel of timeWe can't returnWe can only look behind from where we came And go round and round and round in the circle gameAnd go round and round and round in the circle game.