Lyrics

The carnival is leaving town
Everybody's gone home
Rest your eyes my little one.
The August rain is coming down
To wash away every step
That all the crowds have made.
And every footprint is gone.
But every memory is treasured in the heart of a child.
Na na na Na na na…

Why a child has to grow old
No man may ever know
Yet he still cries for his mother's arms
When tragedy must come his way
And take his brother's life
Woah, for those days in the carnival rain.
And every footprint is gone
Yet every memory is treasured in the heart of a child.
Na na na Na na na