A dream is dying So comfort me tonight The clock is lying I never got it right I lost the fight I lost the fight I'm understanding I'm overqualified I think I'm landing Can always say I tried I'm satisfied I'm satisfied It's goodbye to the circus And how could I mind I found the best sweetheart That I'll ever find His arms are open And his heart is kind I felt it coming Before I even knew The engine's running Goodbye to cast and crew I'll miss them, too I'll miss them, too I leave to the bravest of boystown My wings May they search for love In their passionate flings Be as happy and lonely As fat little kings A dream is dying So comfort me tonight The clock is lying I never got it right I lost the fight But it's alright