Float through the air with the greatest of ease.
Plate after plate, just trying to please.
Everyone gasped when she fell to her knees.
A graceful descent from her flying trapeze.
Eleven years are not too long.
Just where did things go wrong?
This is her circus song.

Third of May.
Run away.
I’ll go to Florida
Where the sun just shines.
On the third of May
I think I’ll run away.
Third of May.
Run away.
I’ll go to Florida
Where the sun just shines.
It’s on the third of May
I’ll run away.

The greatest show with three rings in this town.
Ringmaster, juggler, jester and clown,
She walks a tightrope. She can’t hear a sound.
They scream and cry but she’ll never come down.
Eleven years are not too long.
Just where did things go wrong?
This is her circus song.

Third of May.
Run away.
I’ll go to Florida
Where the sun just shines.
On the third of May
I think I’ll run away.
Third of May.
Run away.
I’ll go to Florida
Where the sun just shines.
It’s on the third of May
I’ll run away.


I’ll go to Florida.
I’ll go to Florida.
Where the sun just shines.
Where the sun just shines.
It’s on the third of May.


The bearded lady collects what she’s owed.
A cat in the rain as the fireworks explode.
A new life waits as she heads down the road
With no goodbye and no farewell note.
Eleven years are not too long.
Just where did things go wrong?
This is her circus song.

Third of May.
Run away.
I’ll go to Florida
Where the sun just shines.
On the third of May
I think I’ll run away.
Third of May.
Run away.
I’ll go to Florida
Where the sun just shines.
It’s on the third of May
I’ll run away.