Verse: Your grand dad left home for the circus. He was young just like me, with hope to explore. He married a girl in Virginia. (etc) She could swing the trapeze; they could sleep on the floor. Bridge: when she stared at the world. Chorus: So why do you leave these stories unfinished, my Cheshire cat doorstop with tears in her eyes? Why do you look when you've already found it? (etc) What did you find that could leave you walking by?