Paroles de Center of the Sun

Young girl in the market gives it to the men When the men leave her eyes are red When her eyes are closed again She sees a dark market of a violin And she sings they say the most horrible things But I hear violins When I close my eyes I am at the centre of the sun And I cannot be hurt By anything this wicked world has done Young boy in the market follows all the men When the men leave he is out of his head When his eyes are closed again He sees a dark market of a violin And he says they break the most beautiful things But I hear violins When I close my eyes I am at the centre of the sun And I cannot be hurt By anything this wicked world has done I look into your eyes and I am at the centre of the sun And I cannot be hurt By anything this wicked world has done Young boy in the market sees the girl alone And asks her have you lost your way home She sings you say the most beautiful things Just like my violins I look into your eyes I am at the centre of the sun And I cannot be hurt By anything this wicked world has done When I close my eyes I am at the centre of the sun And I cannot be hurt By anything this wicked world has done I hear violins at the centre of the sun I hear violins