Note: a verse was deleted from this song the original version to the album version. This verse is included in italics it would have been if it were not omitted. For reason, lyrics are included in the wood album liner notes. When you've played out As the World You don't need soaps to clean mind little child learns If you see dreams, your eyes are blind Was it a fool's impression? an antiquated passion. On the day both conspired to ride the midway after dark They had enough of their pride to not bring to this amusement park And she his hand to follow And he held his breath, let go They crouched low. Sat in the row. the rope so they could fly Hold on tight, let's get it right, We'll take our flight. You and I. you're getting tired of normal You sometimes think you've lost your You see something less And reconcile to try to in for the thrill Was it breaking down most do? Or searching for happiness where you're to? So cried inside while their eyes smiled There was no back for two Erase the memory All alone, and one thing to do In the shadows, They off their shoes and bared their souls They crouched low. Sat in the row Untied the rope so could fly Hold on tight, get it just right We'll our last flight. You and I. And she held his to follow And he his breath, then let go They crouched low Sat in the row Untied the rope so they fly Hold on tight, get it just right, We'll our last flight. You and I.