(Could it be that) it's just an illusion (Putting me back) in all this confusion (Could it be that) it's just an illusion (now) It's just an illusion, illusion, illusion Illusion, illusion, illusion, illusion Searching for a destiny that's mine There's

When you left me I've been searching all the corners of my room Sweeping dust and memories beneath the carpet that we purchased Somewhere on some cool retreat Somewhere in Africa somewhere I've been trying to catch my breath From the illusion that I lost

Draw me a map that leads me back to you I don't know where to go, please tell me what to do Help me find the road you're on I just need directions home Staring deep into your eyes Searching for answers to questions I can't find If I took for granted that

This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks Welcome to the club Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb Every weekend with your friends Every weekday when it ends Damn it's all good, I guess Round and round and

Overwhelming The threads that hold me together They envelop me So I'll keep searching For a place called home I'll rip my roots from this earth Into the unknown Is it for the dreams I chased? Or the ones I caught

Then my heart cried oh I love you so Love you so I was lost in the world of dreams Hunting every star shining over him, it seems I watch like a shepherd boy Searching for his laughing, and dancing everywhere You can walk, yeah you catching me You and I

Searching to the dark all goes on This moment shackled and drawn Shackled and dawn shackled and drawn Bring on the lights bits to the shape Closer to the grave closer to the gave There comes the dawn I am over this moment I was on a field spread on the

Searching searching Oh ooh oh (oh) Do you hear what I hear Can you see what I see Everybody's crying out And yet we have no unity My friends always ask me Mary? tell me why do you weep 'Cause I'm trying to get over

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan

Where we go we don't know We were young We were dumb We would do it all again We will never sleep We will stay up with our friends These memories will fade But we'll do it again We will haunt our youth searching for a happy end