The Clocks, The Clocks/Girls Of Market Square

歌詞

Steel pyramids bear the load Of a secret girl that I just saw Her naive eyes dart forward The red lights read segmented black She's always changing her mind She's giving advice or giving out signs The cigarette smoke is rising and The coffee rolls off her lips Oh, girls of market square Can't help but hide my eyes Apathetic look in her eyes I'd like to see what she has seen A stick figure in a painting of Fat ladies barking this and that She's reading my favorite book And funny, last night I dreamt of her We were at some religious function Who knew her and I shared a god?