text: Im the kid who ran away with the circus
  Now Im watering elephants
  But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust
  Dreaming Im in a suit of light
  Late at night in the empty big top
  Im all alone on the high wire
  Look hes working without a net this time
  Hes a real death defier
  Im the kid who always looked out the window
  Failing tests in geography
  But Ive seen things far beyond just the schoolyard
  Distant shores of exotic lands
  Therere the spires of the Turkish Empire
  Six months since we made landfall
  Riding low with the spice of India
  Through Gibraltar, were rich men all
  Im the kid who thought wed someday be lovers
  Always held out that time would tell
  Time was talking
  I guess I just wasnt listening
  No surprise, if you know me well
  And as were walking toward the train station
  Theres a whispering rainfall
  Across the boulevard, you slip your hand in mine
  In the distance the train calls
  Im 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
  Than I could make them all come true