Both Sides

Moons and junes and ferris wheels, the dizzy dancing way you feel

as every fairy tale comes real; I've looked at love that way.

But now it's just another show. You leave 'em laughing when you go.

And if you care, don't let them know, don't give yourself away.

I've looked at love from both sides now,

from give and take, and still somehow,

it's love's illusions I recall.

I really don't know love at all.