Circus - Paper Aeroplanes
Lately I've needed a purpose
Might run away with the circus
'Cause nothing I do is getting to you
And all that I want is to break through
Do you dream of me
In your deepest sleep
Do I cling and sulk
In a quaint little house under rainbows
Lately I'm sick of the circus
Nothing I do has a purpose
'Cause someone's said we're on the guest list
So maybe it might've been worth it
Do you dream of me
In your darkest sleep
Am I made of gold
The kind you find at the end of the rainbow
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Lately I've needed a lifeline
But all of your advances I've declined
'Cause I'm good at making excuses
Maybe playing with words has its uses
Do you dream of me
In your soundest sleep
Will you take me home
To a place somewhere over the rainbow
Do you dream of me
In your deepest sleep
Will you take me home
To a place somewhere over the rainbow
Lately I've needed a purpose
Might run away with the circus