The Kid

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 tests in geography But I've seen things far beyond just the schoolyard Distant shores of exotic lands There're the spires of the Turkish Empire 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 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 Across 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 Than I could make them all come true