Sweeping The Spotlight Away

Here's a plain simple song, without much to say
 For times when plain circumstance
 Finds me with someone whose world is all wrong
 So they feel like they don't have a chance
 It's alright to learn from the times you're a fool
 But it don't pay to dwell on the past
 Sometimes I think, I'm really a clown
 But there's plenty of time left for that
 The sun's goin' down on the midway tonight
 The red stripes are turning to grey
 But old Emmett's still out in the big top tonight
 Sweeping the spotlight away
 Here's a song for the rain on the trash can lids
 And the nights when there ain't much to do
 Here's a song for the face
 That it sometimes seems
 People always tell their troubles to
 You might see a trace of a greasepaint face
 On everyone comin' around
 Don't you always laugh with a tear in your eye
 When you laugh at a sad faced clown
 The sun's goin' down on the midway tonight
 The red stripes are turning to grey
 But old Emmett's still out in the big top tonight
 Sweeping the spotlight away
 Somewhere there's a child that everyone hides
 A prisoner that longs to be free
 Boys and girls in a fantasy world
 But I guess I'm just talkin' for me
 But I feel him there, behind me somewhere
 When the streetlights reflect in the rain
 The sad-faced clown with his mouth turned down
 Sweeping the spotlight away
 The sun's goin' down on the midway tonight
 The red stripes are turning to grey
 But old Emmett's still out in the big top tonight
 Sweeping the spotlight away