The kiddie ride just keeps   Turning round and round   At first never failing to amuse   We grow tired and dismount      Houses made of cards leave no debris   When burning to the ground   But alas people leave slews of residues   Too residual to count      And there's no known preparation for this kind of a thing   And it don't much matter what kind of game you bring   You can take excursions around the world   From the mountains to the sea   You're coming back to the same dilemma   You can't stop thinking about me      When you wake in the morning for a second   You'll wonder if I'm there   Issue your final warning by noon   Reassert that you don't care      And there's no known preparation for this kind of a thing   And it don't much matter what kind of game you bring   You can take excursions around the world   From the mountains to the sea   You're coming back to the same dilemma   You can't stop thinking about me      Don't think I don't believe you   For I know that feeling all too well   But sometimes in our best desires come secrets   We may never tell      And there's no known preparation for this kind of a thing   And it don't much matter what kind of game you bring   You can take excursions around the world   From the mountains to the sea   You're coming back to the same dilemma   You can't stop thinking about me      Go ahead and try