
Date of issue: 31.12.1986
Record label: MCA Nashville
Song language: English
Working Without A Net |
Well the road can be a circus, a death defying act |
But the clowns don’t come around no more since the monkeys off my back |
I stand here on the stage, as the house lights fade to black |
Your love helps me forget, I’m working without a net |
Up on the high wire, I hear the crowd begin to call |
Some want you to fly, some want to see you fall |
Now and then I stumble, but I ain’t fallen yet |
Your love helps me forget, I’m working without a net |
I used to depend on some things I did not need |
I leaned on some crutches that kept me off my feet |
Standing here without them now, well it scares me half to death |
Your love helps me forget, I’m working without a net |
Up on the high wire, I hear the crowd begin to call |
Some want you to fly, some want to see you fall |
Now and then I stumble, but I ain’t fallen yet |
Your love helps me forget, I’m working without a net |