Circus Lights
Deacon Blue
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
You can never follow
Where they won't let you go
And 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 jewellery
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
Over the sea
Over the land and the city
City
Over the sea
Over the land and the city