Besedila: Tori Amos. Carnival.

I'll sing to the sun in the sky.
I'll sing to the sun rises high.
Carnival time is here- magical time of year.
And as the time draws near, dreams fill my heart.
I'll sing while he plays his guitar.
I'll sing as the night wakes the dawn.
Will love come my way, on this magical day,
And will love stay in my heart?

Carnival time is here- magical time of year.
And as the time draws near, dreams fill my heart.
I'll sing while he plays his guitar.
I'll sing in my dream from afar.
Will love come my way, on this magical day.
And will love stay in my heart?


Will true love come my way, on this magical day?
Or will love only live alone in my-
Stay-hay-yay-hey-in me.
Stay yay-yey in me.
Stay... in my... you... you... my heart.

Now c'mon, I say- I say it again.
They way you walk in, and talk the way you can.
The way you're telling me you're not a dangerous man.
I said it again, I'll say again, I'm-not-that-kind-of-woman.
(The way you're telling me, whoa, what you can do.)
(What you can do to me. What you can do- you.)
You... can do... to me... that.