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  • 作曲 : Buddy Mondlock
    I'm the kid who ran away with the circus
    Now I'm watering elephants
    But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust
    Dreaming I'm in a suit of light
    Late at night in the empty big top I'm
    All alone on the high wire
    Look, he's working without a net this time
    He's a real death-defier
    I'm the kid who always looked out the window
    Failing test in geography
    But I've seen things far beyond just the schoolyard
    Distant shores of exotic lands
    There, the spires of the Turkish Empire
    It's six months since we made landfall
    Riding low with the spice of India
    Through Gibraltar, we're rich men all
    I'm the kid who thought we'd someday be lovers
    Always held out that time would tell
    But time was talking, I guess I just wasn't listening
    No surprise if you know me well
    And as we're walking toward the train station
    There's a whispering rainfall
    'Cross the boulevard you slip your hand in mine
    In the distance the train calls
    I'm the kid who has this habit of dreaming
    Sometimes gets me in trouble too
    But the truth is I could no more stop dreaming
    Than I could make them all come true.
  • 作曲 : Buddy Mondlock
    I'm the kid who ran away with the circus
    Now I'm watering elephants
    But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust
    Dreaming I'm in a suit of light
    Late at night in the empty big top I'm
    All alone on the high wire
    Look, he's working without a net this time
    He's a real death-defier
    I'm the kid who always looked out the window
    Failing test in geography
    But I've seen things far beyond just the schoolyard
    Distant shores of exotic lands
    There, the spires of the Turkish Empire
    It's six months since we made landfall
    Riding low with the spice of India
    Through Gibraltar, we're rich men all
    I'm the kid who thought we'd someday be lovers
    Always held out that time would tell
    But time was talking, I guess I just wasn't listening
    No surprise if you know me well
    And as we're walking toward the train station
    There's a whispering rainfall
    'Cross the boulevard you slip your hand in mine
    In the distance the train calls
    I'm the kid who has this habit of dreaming
    Sometimes gets me in trouble too
    But the truth is I could no more stop dreaming
    Than I could make them all come true.