The Circus

You make my heart do somersaults

Like walkin' a tightrope but I ain't scared to fall

Thrown rings over bottles and darts at balloons

But I hit the jackpot when I landed you

When the ferris wheel and carousel stop spinnin'

When the curtains and concessions are closed

When they pack up the big top and move to the next stop

You'll still be the star of my show

Mmm

You can send out the lions, the jugglers, the clowns

I don't need the grandstand, the glitter, the crowd

Let the ringmaster bid his farewell

'Cause I've got you babe, I don't need nothin' else

When the cotton candy maker stops spinnin'

When the lights on the marquee are low

When they pack up the big top and move to the next stop

You'll still be the star of my show

Mmm

When the ferris wheel and carousel stop spinnin'

When fun house mirrors lose all their smoke

When they pack up the big top and move to the next stop

You'll still be the star of my show

Mmm