Lyrics

What is the heart of everything? What makes also the mute birds sing? And what makes your sore legs swing? What makes the tin man into bling? What is the heart of everything? Sometimes it's fenced off with wire Sometimes it's simply here for hire But when it sets your heart on fire When there's this burning called desire What is the heart of everything? All the walls will tumble down All the fences, they will rot When the circus come to town What is the heart of everything? What is the heart of everything?