Il testo della Sunday circus song

He's lonely
Sitting by the mirror
Awakened by the horses in circles
Running in the circus

His red nose
Looking damaged in the mirror
Cause no one has replaced it
He's dressed now ready to make fun of

He loves sundays and every place
Where his circus stays

He's lonely
He's sitting by the mirror
Still broken, undressed now
Ready for a new town

He loves sundays and every place
Where his circus stays

They love his show, their favorite part
That gives them a laugh
They love his show, their favorite part
Relaxes their hearts

He loves sundays and every place
Where his circus stays