from How Did You Find Me Here?
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by Buddy Mondlock
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I'm the kid who ran away with the circus
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Now I'm watering elephants
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But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust
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Dreaming I'm in a suit of light
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Late at night in the empty big top
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I'm all alone on the high wire
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Ladies and gentlemen, there is no net this time
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He's a real death defier
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I'm the kid who always looked out the window
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Failing the tests in geography
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But I have seen things far beyond just this schoolyard
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Distant shores of exotic lands
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There's the spires of the Turkish empire
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Six months since we made landfall
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Riding low with the spices of India
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Through Gibralter, we're rich men all
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I'm the kid who thought we'd someday be lovers
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Always held out that time would tell
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Time was talking
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Guess I just wasn't listening
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No surprise, if you know me well
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As we're walking down toward the train station
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I hear a whispering rainfall
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Across the boulevard, you slip your hand in mine
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In the distance the train's last call
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I'm the kid who has this habit of dreaming
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That sometimes gets me in trouble too
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But the truth is
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I could no more stop dreaming
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Than I could make them all come true
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¨Ï Buddy Mondlock, all rights reserved
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The Kid
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David Wilcox |