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.