Renaissance Fair - Single Version
by The Byrds
From the album: Younger Than Yesterday
Duration: 1:52
Lyrics for Renaissance Fair - Single Version
I think that maybe I'm dreaming I smell cinnamon and spices I hear music everywhere All around kaleidoscope of color I think that maybe I'm dreaming Maids pass gracefully in laughter Wine-colored flowers in their hair Flags call from lands I've never been to I think that maybe I'm dreaming Sun's flash on a soda prism Bright jewels on the ladies flashing Eyes catch on a shiny prism Hear ye the crying of the vendors Fruit for sale, wax candles for to burn Fires flare, soon it will be nightfall I think that maybe I'm dreaming I think that maybe I'm dreaming I think that maybe I'm dreaming