A love affair would put this friendship of ours to the text   Nothing more would satisfy the need for something less   It’s no science, the logic of emotions is so raw   A flash of recognition, understanding when our eyes meet   A catching glance of loose receipt of a look given for free?   Could I understand a language my words can’t speak?   Ease this expense of poverty   Explain this weight of mystery   You could show me how   I still believe my trapeze daydreams but I only seem to end up   Spinning to the same tune ‘round and ‘round   Like a child on the carousel      A dream’s danger – standards that they set which flesh can’t meet   I’m no stranger to the finer points of fantasy   The truth’s in the details I know, I know   Ease this expense of poverty   Explain this weight of mystery   You could show me how   I still believe my high-wire daydreams but I only seem to end up   Spinning to the same tune ‘round and ‘round   Like a child on the carousel