| Circus Love |
- You can walk up high on stilted legs
So you can see what's up ahead
But you'll never see what's coming
Nor that which claims your love is dead
You can paint yourself a clown face
With a big nose painted red
But it won't make you laugh aloud
When you find your love is dead
You can juggle high your bowling pins
Make them fly around your head
But juggling just wont fix it
Cause you know your love is dead
You can crack your whip in center ring
Lions leap fills crowd with dread
But even the Lions mighty bite
Can't kill what's made love dead
They shot you from a canon
All the way into your bed
But the warmth of your soft pillow
Will never warm a love that's dead
You were the head ring master
The greatest show on earth you led
But you've just one more announcement
You must say this love is dead.
Yes our love it was a circus
In the big top love was wed
But now the tent is folded up
So lets declare this love as dead.
