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