Peter, Paul and Mary - The kid

^FI'm the ^Gkid who ^Amran away ^Fwith the circus ^FNow I'm ^Gwandering ^Felep^Ghants ^FBut I ^Gsometimes ^Amlie awake in ^Fthe sawdust ^Fdreaming high ^Gin the ^Fsuit of ^Glight

^AmLate at night in the ^Fempty big top on ^AmI'm alone on the ^Fhigh wire ^Amlook he's working ^D7without a net this time ^Ghe's a real death ^Fdef^Gyer

^FI'm the ^Gkid who ^Amalways looked ^Fout the windows ^Ffailing ^Gtests in ^Fgeog^Graphy ^FBut I've ^Gseen things ^Amfar beyond across ^Fthe school yard ^Fdistance ^Gshorts of ^Fexotic ^Glands

^AmThere's the spires ^Fof the turkish empire ^Amsix months sweet ^Fwe made the land fall ^Amriding low with the ^D7spices of India ^GThrough Japan were rich ^Fin ^Gall

^FI'm the ^Gkid who ^Amwho thought we'd ^Fsomeday be lovers ^Falways held ^Gout that ^Fthe time ^Gwe tell ^Ftime was ^Gtalking ^Amguess, I ^Fwasn't listening ^FNo surprise ^Gif you ^Fknow me ^Gwell

^Amas we are walking through ^Ftoward the train station ^Amthere's a ^Fwhispering rainfall ^Amacross the boulevard ^D7you slip your hand in mine ^Gin the distance the ^Ftrain ^Gcalls

^FI'm the ^Gkid who ^Amhas the habit ^Fof dreaming ^FSometimes ^Ggets me ^Fin trouble ^Gtoo ^FBut the ^Gtruth is ^AmI could stop ^Fno more from dreaming ^Fthen I could ^Gmake them ^Fall come ^Gtrue