[00:00.00]Rennaisance Fair - The Byrds
[00:06.99]Lyrics by：David Crosby
[00:13.98]Composed by：David Crosby
[00:20.97]I think that maybe I'm dreaming
[00:28.68]I smell cinnamon and spices
[00:32.71]I hear music everywhere
[00:36.09]All around kaleidoscope of color
[00:40.09]I think that maybe I'm dreaming
[00:47.76]Maids pass gracefully in laughter
[00:51.49]Wine-colored flowers in their hair
[00:55.12]Last call from lands I've never been to
[00:58.95]I think that maybe I'm dreaming
[01:06.70]Suns flash on a sort of prism
[01:10.36]Bright jewels on the ladies flashing
[01:14.23]Eyes catch on a shiny prism
[01:23.33]Hear ye the crying of the vendors
[01:26.74]Fruit for sale wax candles for to burn
[01:30.60]Fires flare soon it will be night fall
[01:34.46]I think that maybe I'm dreaming
[01:38.45]I think that maybe I'm dreaming
[01:42.26]I think that maybe I'm dreaming