Back to the City Songtext
von Cyrena Wages

Morning sun like potpourri, came to remedy my heavy heart
I am a wild thing
Am I a mess or a work of art?
In my darkness I ruminate, I wonder if a lover will ever stay with my heavy heart
But the morning sun whispered, "you′re the most beautiful girl in the world
When you fall apart"

My soul has lines on her face, I am much older than my time
Now I'm comin′ up from the reverie and out of the corners of my mind

And I'm going back to the city
I'm going back to the old me
I got a new pair of dancing shoes
And damn I feel pretty
I got no one beside me
But I got fire inside me
I′ve come to terms with myself
I′ve come to terms with myself


Plans change
Hearts break
I ruminate on the little girl inside
With those diamonds in her eyes

Oh he said I have a beautiful soul, but does he know, how to satisfy a woman
Made of all the colors of the rainbow?
Oh he said baby you got such a beautiful soul, but does he know, how to keep a
Woman made of all the colors of the rainbow?

Cause my soul has lines on her face, I am much older than my time
And I'm comin′ up from the reverie and out of the corners of my mind

And I'm going back to the city
I′m going back to the old me
I got a new pair of dancing shoes
And damn I feel so pretty
I got no man beside me
But I got fire inside me
I fall in love with myself
I fall in love with myself

Plans change
Hearts break


And I'm going back to the city
I′m going back to the old me
I got a new pair of dancing shoes
God damn I feel so pretty
I got no man beside me
But I got fire inside me
I fall in love with myself
I fall in love with myself
And I fall in love with myself
I fall in love with myself
And I fall in love