Where are the lion tamers?
Where have the tightrope walkers gone?
I waved goodbye to the circus
But it felt all wrong
It felt all wrong

Where is the swingset – rusting
The roundabout won’t turn
We used to be so trusting
It’s a shame we learned
What we learned

Where is my little rag doll?
The one I loved the most
Somebody stole my rag doll
And left me with a ghost
She is a ghost

What happened to the child who
Was so content to be?
I will rejoin the circus
And set the lions free
I’ll set them free