I put
on my best dress
The one I can move in
Under the big top of the night
I climb up to the trapeze
I rub chalk on my fingertips
And I steady myself for flight
You're miles away on your swing
You glide toward me then fade back again
Breathe in, in, in
I'm
flying through the air
No net below me
I can make it from here
If you reach out and catch me
--- from "Trapeze"
