The Man Who Was The Circus Testo

My world is turning gray
My life is slipping away

The man who was the circus is weak
Close his eyes, let him sleep

We watch the simple fool turn his cheek
Why does the strong man mock the joy of the weak?

The man who was the circus is murmuring While he sleeps he can't help remembering

And all the clowns gather round
Wiping off their smiles as the tears drip down

The man who was the circus is gone
Still the show must go on...