C i r c u s
 

Do you remember the days?
When time stood still
We walked on a high wire
In a midnight breeze
You and I 

Now all the leaves have fallen
Like I for you
I’m turning somersaults
As crazy as a clown
Cause your not here 

And the posters
Are blowing around
And the big top
Is standing proud
On the old playground
And the circus
Is coming to town
 

And I want to run away…
To Moscow
Where the cold wind blows
And we’ll gather ourselves up
In the blanket of snow
To Moscow
City of silver and gold
That’s where our story is told 

Do you remember the days?
When time stood still
We walked on a high wire
In a midnight breeze
You and I

 

Written:  2001
Copyright Nicholas Treadwel1 2003