Too many billion people
Runnin' around the planet
What is the chance in heaven
That you'd find your way to me
Tell me, what is the sweet sensation
It's a miracle that's happend
Though I searched for an explanation
Only one thing it could be
That I was born for you
It was written in the stars
Yes, I was born for you
And the choice was never ours
It says if the powers of the universe
Conspire to make you mine
Until the day I die
I bless the day that I was born for you
Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when you're older, must appease him
And promises of someday make her dreams
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on a 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
So the years spin by and now the girl is twenty
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 a 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
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
Writer(s): David Pomeranz, David Zippel
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