Wonder Wheel from Spooky Girl by Eliot Wilder

The sun goes down and a fog rolls in
A wind picks up and the dream begins
Your eyes are stars
You look surreal
We make our way to the Wonder Wheel

Up and down the wheel does grind
Round and round
In this Coney Island of the mind
High and low with all mankind
We spin and spin
In this Coney Island of the mind

We hop on board
Strap on in
Take in the lights across Brooklyn
We get so high on this ring of steel
Don't want to come down
From this Wonder Wheel

Hold my hand
Won't you please, please hold my hand
Hold my hand
Don't you know your wish is my command
Don't let go
Please don't you ever let me go
Don't let go
If you do I may fall down below

Over and through, we’re intertwined
Never let go of this Coney Island of the mind

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