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      They're the spires of the Turkish Empire'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   Time was talking, I guess I just wasn't listening   No surprise, if you know me well      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