You were just another sideshow
in a back-street carnival
I was walking the high wire
and trying not to fall
Just another way of getting through
anyone would do, but it was you
...
You were just another sideshow
and I was trying not to fall
...
Ah but you were tender
as soft as a summer wind
Someone to remember
when the cold closes in
You were colour to the moon
you were flowers come to bloom
with sweet perfume
And you were tender
as soft a summer wind
...
I've seen the dark-side
when I'm trying to find the light
Seen the shadows fade away
on the wrong side of night
Heard a song coming through
and when I'm looking for you, I sing blue
Too long on the dark-side
trying to find the light
...
You were just another sideshow
and I was trying not to fall
trying not to fall...