Letras
Left upon the stones
Unwanted in her home
Spent the years watching
As her friends all got adopted
Music in her soul
But the silence her voice stole
The instrument is all she's got
But it can not make her whole
Sona, everything's not right
No one to tuck you in the night
You're sleeping with the lights on
The spites they try to take you
Can't scream for help you're all alone
All you want is a home
So she got famous and played for entertainment
They came to hear the songs of the ancients
But they don't get it sitting there clapping
There is no fame that can fill what she's lacking
Music in her soul
All the notes she can control
The instrument is all she's got but it can not make her whole...
Sona, everything's not right
No one to tuck you in the night
You're sleeping with the lights on
The spites they try to take you
Can't scream for help you're all alone
All you want is a home
Sona, everything's not right
No one to tuck you in the night
You're sleeping with the lights on
The spites they try to take you
Can't scream for help you're all alone
All you want is a home...