Painted horses spin round the night
Gold and silver in the candlelight
Hooves frozen
Yet they seem to race
Chasing dreams in a mirrored space
Wooden smiles that never fade
A fleeting world that time has made
Carousel horses
They carry the cheer
Illusions of Christmas
Spinning so near
Round and round
The season takes flight
In their circles
We find the light
The snow falls soft like whispers low
Reflected in their endless show
Their manes of tinsel
Tails of frost
A timeless dance
No moment lost
Are they alive or just a dream
Their eyes hold secrets
Or so they seem
The music swells
The bells align
A carousel heart beating with time
Carousel horses
They carry the cheer
Illusions of Christmas
Spinning so near
Round and round
The season takes flight
In their circles
We find the light