The Seeker (Edit)
Ive looked under chairs
Ive looked under tables
Ive tried to find the key
To fifty million fables
They call me The Seeker
Ive been searching low and high
I wont get to get what Im after
Till the day I die
I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked The Beatles
I asked Timothy Leary
But he couldnt help me either
They call me The Seeker
Ive been searching low and high
I wont get to get what Im after
Till the day I die
People tend to hate me
Cause I never smile
As I ransack their homes
They want to shake my hand
Focusing on nowhere
Investigating miles
Im a seeker
Im a really desperate man
I wont get to get what Im after
Till the day I die
I learned how to raise my voice in anger
Yeah, but look at my face, aint this a smile?
Im happy when lifes good
And when its bad I cry
Ive got values but I dont know how or why
Im looking for me
Youre looking for you
Were looking in at other
And we dont know what to do
They call me The Seeker
Ive been searching low and high
I wont get to get what Im after
Till the day I die