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