Does anybody wonder Why we lay a flower By a schoolyard gate in quiet Dunblane And do you ever wonder Why we place a flower By a ruined wall in Oklahoma And I wanna know Where the sun is buried And I wanna know Where the light is hidden Beneath some heavy stones Beneath my broken bones And I think I know where the sun is buried It's in my own backyard In a garden overgrown and scared In my own heart And I'll always remember A blood-stained flower In the hands of a child in Sarajevo And I wanna know
Where the sun is buried And I wanna know Where the light is hidden Beneath some heavy stones Beneath my broken bones And I think I know where the sun is buried It's in my own backyard In a garden overgrown and scared In my own heart And I wanna know Where the sun is buried And I wanna know Where the light is hidden Beneath some heavy stones Beneath my broken bones And I think I know where the sun is buried It rests beneath my skin In a place I hope I an forgive My own heart My human heart