Lyrics Circus - Stina Nordenstam

Tomorrow I will stretch out
Like an acrobat
And make my way to
What′s there
I will get dressed
Again, in spite of all
With a laziness
Of a circus
Before or after the performance
As I'm walking down the many stairs
Remembering my stunts all over
Remembering I′m sick and like to die
I will be
The only not mad woman in the park
I will be
What's left of longing on this earth
It took two days to lead up to this agony
Learning trust was just as slow
I just stopped seeing you as my enemy
I was not prepared to let you go
I will be
The only not mad woman in the park
I will be
What's left of longing on this earth