Artist: deacon blue
Song: circus lights
You're tired and you say, you're angry
You're thankful for this blessed rain
And you think you'd know
But your old friends have to tell you again
Your books taught you all you know
Your tastes and patterns and your TV shows
But you can never follow where they won't let you go
Sometimes it's so hard to know
You want to display your charms on this bright night
You want to display your charms on this bright night
You want to display your charms over these circus Christmas lights
Your cares your misanthropy
Your distant gaze is missing me
And your jewelery that's what blinded me
From the reality
You want to display your charms on this bright night
You want to display your charms on this bright holy night
You want to display your charms over these circus Christmas lights
You want to display your charms on this bright night
You want to display your charms on this bright holy night
You want to display your charms over these circus Christmas lights
Over the sea
Over the land and the city
Over the sea
Over the land and the city
Oh, yeah, over the sea
Over the land and the city, city
Over the sea
Over the land and the city
