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Night has fallen quickly on the carnival in townThe cotton candy maker is the last to leave the groundShuts his tiny wagon and goes to a room somewhereHis life's like cotton candy, an illusion not much thereAnother man is working in a park across the townWith pointed stick he picks up paper scattered on the groundSlowly does he walk and vent, his feet they are so soreThere's no one to complain to, though he's tried at times beforeTick tockTime comes and then it's goneTick tockIn the end it's faced alonePaint a lady dressed up in the finest sequin gownColour her your favourite shade of yellow, pink and brownPaint a lady, give her strands of tinsel all her ownThen you will not have to go on living life aloneStill another standing on the corner of the streetPeople glance but hurry by, for fear their eyes might meetHe sells his red balloon so he'll sleep in a bed at nightHe'll chance he'll have one for there's no parade in sightTick tockLetras de cancionesTime comes and then it's goneTick tockIn the end it's faced alonePaint a lady dressed up in the finest sequin gownColour her your favourite shade of yellow, pink and brownPaint a lady, give her strands of tinsel all her ownThen you will not have to go on living life alone From Letras Mania