| Song | Thousand Secrets |
| Artist | Sahara Smith |
| Album | Myth of the Heart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Blue light breaking on the window glass and | |
| cool wind shaking in the long, white grass, | |
| The ocean speaks the language of the dawn | |
| Thin sails rising on the autumn sky | |
| and the old man’s singing while the knots untie | |
| I looked back and all the ships are gone. | |
| And no one’s gonna know | |
| The thousand little secrets that are slippin’ through the undertow. | |
| There’s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it’s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| Sold white carnations in an neon bar | |
| And when he turned sixteen he bought a stolen car, | |
| Drove all the way to Dallas in the dark. | |
| And I could fall in love but I’m so damn young | |
| And I try to hold on but then the quicker rains come | |
| And everytime they fall it breaks my heart. | |
| And no one’s gonna know | |
| The thousand little secrets that are slippin’ through the undertow. | |
| There’s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it’s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| Every broken bridge, there’s mile of fallen leaves. | |
| And no one knows the river flows a thousand miles deep. | |
| Wanna walk on water, wanna walk downstream, | |
| I wanna walk back to New Orleans, with the crash of broken glass in the yard. | |
| I wanna quit this city in the midnight hush of a pale moon shinin’ on a southbound bus. | |
| You never know what you’ve lost until you lose it hard. | |
| And no one’s gonna know | |
| The thousand little secrets that are slippin’ through the undertow. | |
| There’s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it’s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| There’s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it’s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| and it’s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| and it’s a thousand secrets wide. |
| Blue light breaking on the window glass and | |
| cool wind shaking in the long, white grass, | |
| The ocean speaks the language of the dawn | |
| Thin sails rising on the autumn sky | |
| and the old man' s singing while the knots untie | |
| I looked back and all the ships are gone. | |
| And no one' s gonna know | |
| The thousand little secrets that are slippin' through the undertow. | |
| There' s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| Sold white carnations in an neon bar | |
| And when he turned sixteen he bought a stolen car, | |
| Drove all the way to Dallas in the dark. | |
| And I could fall in love but I' m so damn young | |
| And I try to hold on but then the quicker rains come | |
| And everytime they fall it breaks my heart. | |
| And no one' s gonna know | |
| The thousand little secrets that are slippin' through the undertow. | |
| There' s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| Every broken bridge, there' s mile of fallen leaves. | |
| And no one knows the river flows a thousand miles deep. | |
| Wanna walk on water, wanna walk downstream, | |
| I wanna walk back to New Orleans, with the crash of broken glass in the yard. | |
| I wanna quit this city in the midnight hush of a pale moon shinin' on a southbound bus. | |
| You never know what you' ve lost until you lose it hard. | |
| And no one' s gonna know | |
| The thousand little secrets that are slippin' through the undertow. | |
| There' s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| There' s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. |
| Blue light breaking on the window glass and | |
| cool wind shaking in the long, white grass, | |
| The ocean speaks the language of the dawn | |
| Thin sails rising on the autumn sky | |
| and the old man' s singing while the knots untie | |
| I looked back and all the ships are gone. | |
| And no one' s gonna know | |
| The thousand little secrets that are slippin' through the undertow. | |
| There' s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| Sold white carnations in an neon bar | |
| And when he turned sixteen he bought a stolen car, | |
| Drove all the way to Dallas in the dark. | |
| And I could fall in love but I' m so damn young | |
| And I try to hold on but then the quicker rains come | |
| And everytime they fall it breaks my heart. | |
| And no one' s gonna know | |
| The thousand little secrets that are slippin' through the undertow. | |
| There' s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| Every broken bridge, there' s mile of fallen leaves. | |
| And no one knows the river flows a thousand miles deep. | |
| Wanna walk on water, wanna walk downstream, | |
| I wanna walk back to New Orleans, with the crash of broken glass in the yard. | |
| I wanna quit this city in the midnight hush of a pale moon shinin' on a southbound bus. | |
| You never know what you' ve lost until you lose it hard. | |
| And no one' s gonna know | |
| The thousand little secrets that are slippin' through the undertow. | |
| There' s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| There' s a quiet hunger I have curled myself inside | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. | |
| and it' s a thousand secrets wide. |