The mechanical device springs to life
As I slowly look around
You see some really beautiful sights
When your this high above the ground
I see church spires in the distance
And cars that look like ants on the streets
Dark green colours of park land
Surround a stadium with orange seats
The beach sprawls out into the distance
Where families take a rest
The ugly sights of cranes and construction
Destroying history which I detest
I view row upon row of houses
And watch the chimney smoke waft   very near
When I sit upon the big wheel
My life becomes all to clear