For My Last Number Video (MV)

In a dusty old tent
Seven miles out of town
I set up my cards
And the wind knocks em down
And I try for the people
Who want to believe
In miracles and magic and life's mysteries
Now I was born early
I always feel late
I never catch up to the promises I make
And my mama she cried
When I ran away
And when her tears dried
It was just another day
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
Now I have grown tired
No more tricks up my sleeve
And for my last number
I think I'll just leave
I once had a girl and I loved her a lot
She knew my mistakes and she sweetly forgot
Well I tried hard to keep her
I wanted her here
But all good magicians
Make things disappear
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
Now I have grown tired
No more tricks up my sleeve
And for my last number
I think I'll just leave
And I put the smile on the face
Of young girls and boys
Wandered into this place
The red velvet curtain
Hides all of my fears
And when the show is over
They all reappear
Please show me something I want to believe
In this life of illusion it's myself I have deceived
And a younger man's daydreams are quickly forgot
The tents all go down on an old empty lot
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
Now time's made me tired
Took the tricks from my sleeve
And for my last number
I think I'll just leave