D47 Thousand Splendid Suns
God's been telling me that life is a riddle
And youve been saying that this path isnt wired
Ive been looking for the end of the edges
Can it be im on the wrong side?
Ive been told that when your heart is on the line
You lose control of the things that crossed your mind
I can't state the hundred reasons why
Sold my soul to a thousand splendid suns
Thousand Splendid Suns
God's been telling me that life is the medium
And she's been saying that the air isnt freedom
Ive been looking for the end of the edges
Can it be im on the wrong side?
Ive been told that when your heart is on the line
You lose control of the things that crossed your mind
I can't state the hundred reasons why
Sold my soul to a thousand splendid suns
Thousand Splendid Suns