Colour to the Moon

You were just another sideshow in a back street carnival

I was walking the high wire, trying not to fall

Just another way of getting through anyone would do, but it was you

And you were just another sideshow and I was trying not to fall

Ah, but you were tender, as soft summer wind

Someone to remember when the cold closes in

You were colour to the moon

You were flowers come to bloom with sweet perfume

And you were tender as soft summer wind

And I've seen the dark side when I'm trying to find the light

Seen the shadows fade away on the wrong side of night

Heard a song coming through and when I'm looking for you, I sing blue

Too long on the dark side, trying to find the light

And you were just another sideshow and I was trying not to fall

Trying not to fall