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   Now, 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 haven't fallen yet   Your love helps me forget, I'm working without a net      Well, 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 haven't fallen yet   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 haven't fallen yet   Your love helps me forget, I'm working without a net