In My Secret Place Songtext

time swings like a wrecking ball into things
youth fades as quickly as a hit parade

but as the days go by in the gray world outside
days grow on colorful trees in my secret place

they'll sell you tickets for their carousel
don't pay - they'll get your money either way

you can go up and go down
you can go 'round and 'round
but there's a better fairground
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