Texty: David Wilcox. Human Cannonball.

Time, this time
Finally the moment is mine
The crowd is wowed
I'm walkin' to the cannon so proud

The cannon fills the spotlight
So shot me to the view
My heart packed full of dynamite
I will fall for you, all for you, baby

See this is your big top baby
And you've got all your clowns around you too
I can hear that drum roll baby
And that means that the torch is to the fuse

Love, true love
I can feel it when I'm high above
But I fall, that's all
I'm your human cannonball

Always dreamed of flyin'
And now the dream comes true
I'm not afriad of dyin'
So I will fall for you, all for you, baby

This is your big top, baby
Yeah, you've got all your clowns around it's true
Why are you just smilin' at me fallin'
Oh, maybe this is keeping you amused

I was the one you wanted
If I could stay that high
If I could burn my sorrow like it was fuel to fly

The sound comes 'round
Now I wake up with my ear to the ground
I rise surprised so this is how a fool gets wise, oh

I'm gonna leave your three-ring-circus
I was a fool to fall
I'm gonna leave your three-ring-circus
Your human cannonball

I'm gonna leave your three-ring-circus
I was a fool to fall
I'm gonna leave your three-ring-circus
Your human cannonball

I'm gonna leave your three-ring-circus
I was a fool to fall
I'm gonna leave your three-ring-circus
Your human cannonball
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