CAROUSEL EYES
AKA: You and the Moon
Copyright ©
Susan Werner
Description: Guitar
While the President sighed
And loosened his tie
And gave up the fight for the evening
And the Cardinal started the morning in Rome
Whistling while he was shaving
And the Orioles led off the top of the eighth
With a broken-bat single to centre
All the stars spun around in my carousel eyes
Over you and the moon and the ocean
While the businessman born with the phone in his ear
Was boarding a plane in Geneva
And a driver pulled up in a Peterbilt rig
And he figured his tolls on the turnpike
And the second-year coach of the offensive line
Was studying films out in Pittsburgh
Oh the stars spun around in my carousel eyes
Over you and the moon and the ocean
Well we women fall deeply in love with our men
And our men love to work for a living
And the world is a magical, mystical place
And the earth turns around on an axis
On the day when they come for to carry me home
They'll allow just the very essentials
Well I'll pack up a dress and those carousel eyes
Full of you and the moon and
The ocean
[March 1994]