She opens her eyes as she greets the brand new day shining through the window and the shadows creeping further up the wall Somewhere across town he’s hit the streets early and often hoping to erase her name her face the way she laughs but oh that smile will be the last to go Opposite sides of the carousel ride Why’s it so hard to meet in the middle? So don’t shy away Curled in a ball she’s been reduced to waiting for something that may never come round the corner he battles his pride and his conscience Is this how it’s supposed to be? Opposite sides of the carousel ride Why’s it so hard to meet in the middle? So don’t shy away I caught the sun in my sails and the wind in my soaking eyes Perched on the sill she watches his every move down below Wanted so badly to sing along to the tune, but neither knows the words Opposite sides of the carousel ride Why’s it so hard to meet in the middle? So don’t shy away