"Nothing is for certain"   That's what the showman said   First you must open the curtain   And stand 'em on their heads      There can be no inhibitions   No prima donna ways   If you want to pass the audition   And times is tough these days      Remember when Mr. Barnum   Presented Jenny Lind   They named a candy after her   A circus after him      End of my story   The rest is history   She in all of her glory   He lived quietly      He needed her, she needed him   As sure as the skies above   In a way it was for them   A lesson in love, a lesson in love      You look like the moon glow   That follows me home   Always makes me turn around   Won't leave me alone      First to come are the midgets   A monkey and a kid   Followed by those two one-armed jugglers   The ego and the id      Songs of the season   Apples of the sun   There is no rhyme or reason   Just a time for each and every one      Hang on Mr. Barnum   Hang on Jenny Lind   We will meet you in streets of gold   Where eternity begins      We will let it all hangout   Go hand in glove   Life was meant to live and learn   A lesson in love, a lesson in love