High above the midway lights

High above the rides

You, me and the sky

The whole world looks small tonight

And you said we could never really fly



If you're right and we're nothing at all

Tell me, why did I keep thinkin' 'bout your calling

If you're right and we're nothing at all

Tell me, why do you keep thinkin' that your falling



Swayin', sighin' at the skywheel top

Then you say that I could never make you mine

The lights, springs, constellations will turn and stop

Kiss me once again and change your mind