Every time the circus came to town The flying, then upside down Doesn't mean that much to me But I know at the end of every day He doesn't hang his head in shame He knows who he's supposed to be The world keeps spinning and I feel like I'm standing still Life's proving quite the bitter pill Every time the farmer tills his soil The murderers dig for oil You can call it what you will Both bury hands deep in earth They know what the land is worth And just who they have to k** Tossing and turning and I can't ever get to sleep Maybe this person isn't me Is this home? Maybe this is not the place for me We could roam and see what of the world there is to see Am I alone? Not as along as I've got all of you Now I know exactly what the world wants me to do