Carnival Ride

Verse 1

Holding hands on the tilta-whirl
Small town boy and a green eyed girl
The only enemy was time
Cause there’s an end to every ride

Chorus

She was a temporary high
She was a small-town carnival ride

Verse 2

Running wild all weekend long
Disregard for right or wrong
Chasing youth into the night
Drunk on lust and colored light

Chorus

The bitterness about those times
Is there’s an end to every night
And with the Sunday morning light
They’ve packed and trucked away those rides

Bridge

And everything with you seems right
But its hard to see with all these lights

Chorus

She was a temporary high
She was a small-town carnival ride
Will you be here tomorrow night,
Or are you just a carnival ride?