Coney Island

5. CONEY ISLAND RIDE (3:08) ISRC ISRC - CAT5D1800005
The sound of my love for you’s // Like a Coney Island ride // Both the carnival and tide // Sorta sad yet sorta nice // It shakes and bends but it’s alright // Sorta sad yet sorta nice // It shakes and bends but that’s alright //It’s been years since I first got on this old roller coaster ride // Creaking wood that used to glide // I was nothing but a skinny boy // And you had almond eyes // I was nothing but a skinny boy // And you had almond eyes // I don’t know if I could leave // Your diamond almond eyes // I couldn’t bring myself to leave // So I’ll just stay on the ride // I’d like to try to go back to remember what it’s like // The lonely breeze on my closed eyes //But the setting sun leaves everyone // Until next morning’s rise // When the broken night // Is cut by light // And day bleeds its red skies