There wouldn´t be any artists
No jugglers or tightrope walkers
Without lies in my eyes
Life would be straight up sad

A bit of sun to melt the ice flow
A good disguise to start the show
Without lies in my eyes
Life would be straight up gray
When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry

Changing the scenes, different faces
Another costume changing places
Without lies in my eyes
Life would be pretty boring

We wouldn´t be great performers
We´d watch the time just pass us over
Without lies in my eyes
Life would be pretty bad
In the champagne, I prefer the bubbles

A bit of sun to melt the ice flow
A good disguise to start the show
Without lies in my eyes
Life would be straight up gray

When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry
I prefer the cherry, I prefer the cherry