| I was going hail wire, feeling out of tune |
| Sipping drinks slowly, early afternoon |
| Always calling me a drifter, but you’re digging what I do |
| I dance so lonely, a dark untrue |
| Bliss, bliss, bliss, when you gonna see |
| Your every little heart beat gets to me |
| Wherever in the world, my carrousel is spinning |
| Bliss, bliss, bliss, when you gonna see |
| Your every little heart beat gets to me |
| Wherever in the world, my carrousel is spinning |
| My brother said a hello, I use it when I chose |
| To get the people smiling, keep them from the truth |
| You see, the fire gets me sewing, I use it when I’m lost |
| To get the words flowing, but add white cause |
| Bliss, bliss, bliss, when you gonna see |
| Your every little heart beat gets to me |
| Wherever in the world, my carrousel is spinning |
| Bliss, bliss, bliss, when you gonna see |
| Your every little heart beat gets to me |
| Wherever in the world, my carrousel is spinning |
| Rough day, rough day, rough day |
| I am tired, I am shaking |
| Rough day, such a rough day |
| But in the fire, in the dirt |
| Where I see all these words |
| Bliss, bliss, bliss, when you gonna see |
| Every heartbeat, baby, gets to me |
| I see you |
| Bliss, bliss, bliss, when you gonna see |
| Your every little heart beat gets to me |
| Wherever in the world, my carrousel is spinning |
| Bliss, bliss, bliss, when you gonna see |
| Your every little heart beat gets to me |
| Wherever in the world, my carrousel is spinning |
| Bliss, bliss, bliss, when you gonna see |
| Your every little heart beat gets to me |
| Wherever in the world, my carrousel is spinning |
| It doesn’t really matter if we get along |
| In this gold fire, doing it for fun |
| You think we know it all |
| But we’re only just beginning |