THE LIGHT STILL IN OUR EYES,
 WERE LEAVING THIS OLD FAIRGROUND BEHIND.
  IT'S DREAM THAT'S GROWING COLD. 
 THE CIRCUS NEVER DIES,
 THE ACT FOREVER HAUNTS THESE SKIES.
  I KNOW WE CANNOT STAY. 

 FAREWELL TO THE FAIRGROUND. 
 THESE RIDES AREN'T WORKING ANY MORE.
 GOODBYE TO THIS DEAD TOWN.
 UNTIL THE ICE BEGINS TO THAW. 

 THIS PLACE USED TO GLEAM,
 I'SEE IT IN MY HOPEFUL DREAMS.
  NOW I HAVE TO GET AWAY.
 WE MOVE  TOWARDS THE STARS.
 AND ALL THAT WE TOUCH [bad word] OURS.
  LET'S KEEP WARM 'TIL  IT'S DAY. 

 FAREWELL TO THE FAIRGROUND.
  THESE RIDES AREN'T WORKING ANY MORE.
 GOODBYE TO THIS DEAD TOWN.
 UNTIL THE ICE BEGINS TO THAW. 

 WE'LL HEAD SOUTH JUST HOLD MY HAND NOW.
 AND I FEEL LIKE I'VE CASTING OFF MY CLOTHES.
 AND [bad word] THROUGH THE SNOW TOWARDS THE SUNSET.
  AND I'M ALWAYS WITH YOU. 

 KEEP [bad word] 
 KEEP [bad word] 
 THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME.
 THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME.