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