The Fairground Ralph McTell

Standing alone in the fairground at night
The world racing past on the streets
Only the stars and the headlights of cars
Light the fantasy world while it sleeps
And I looked around but there wasn't a sound
But the cinders under my feet

Candy-floss sticks spelt words on the ground
I tried to read them in vain
Before it was clear the wind blew my hair
And re-phrased the sentence again

I stopped to light my last cigarette
The fair was lit up in its glow
I threw it away but the light seemed to stay
Like 'twere moonlight shining on snow
And I hardly dare breathe
I just couldn't believe
Then the music started to flow

Slowly everything started to move
'Cept me and I stood quite still
Then came a soft cry near the coconut shy
Will you take to ride on the wind

And around and around the big wheel when spinning
Round and around until
I noticed although the fairground was moving
The rest of the world stopped still