Center of the Sun

I hear violins

I hear violins

I hear violins, when I close my eyes

I am at the sun

I hear violins, when I close my eyes

I am at the sun

I hear violins, when I close my eyes

I am at the sun

I hear violins, when I close my eyes

I am at the sun

Young boy in the market follows all the men

When the men leave, he's out of his head

When his eyes are closed again

He sees the dark market of above, oh then

And he sings they break the most beautiful things

I hear violins, when I close my eyes

I am at the sun

I hear violins, when I close my eyes

I am at the sun

I hear violins, when I close my eyes

I am at the sun

I hear violins, when I close my eyes

I am at the sun