I Dance in the Carnival Room

I Dance in the Carnival Room

I dance in the carnival room
with my carnival doll
it's the only way I will dance
if I dance at all.

When my doll sees me dancing
it does not laugh or turn away
I'm not sure if it's a boy or girl
When I ask, it doesn't say.

I dance in the carnival room
while everyone else dances at the masquerade ball
my doll and I spin 'round and 'round
'til we get dizzy, laugh, then fall.

From my room I could hear the crowd
crown the King and Queen upon their throne
yet if someone looked into my carnival room
they would think I danced alone.

They are blind to the beauty of the thing
dangling from my hand
its body hanging from a string
dancing to the steel pan band.

So what they crowned a king and Queen
they do that every year
Won't someone crown my doll and me
during our carnival love affair?

I dance in the carnival room
with my carnival doll
it's the only way for my doll and me
to freely bacchanal.