Jubalee

Another tourist runs to town today
Another forest in some solemn way
Arranges flowers for a funeral bouquet or wedding.
Theres a shot, this time i’ve blocked
but sweet eyes tear will never stop
And I just can’t believe how hard its getting
Another year for playing children
Another songs for them to sing
As I still hear beside my window I’m not alone
And I still believe.
There’s a circus in a town somewhere
Besides its slumdogs climb the stair**
People laughing at the color his hair
or what he’s wearing
The clown’s in love with a contortionist
Besides the lion cage, he tells her this
and as they kiss they seem to miss that that little dogs and elephants are
staring
Another year for the romantic
unwritten songs we used to sing
as I still hear beside my window im not alone
And I still believe