Where have you been, all my life? I've been everywhere, man Looking for you babe Where have you been? Looking for someone Someone who can please me Love me all night long Searching for you babe 'Cause I never see you out

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

Oh Havana I've been searching for you everywhere In Rosalinda's eyes Crazy Latin dancing solo down in Herald Square I know what I would see there I can always find my Cuban skies I play nights in the Spanish part of town I've got music in my hands The

With your arms around me, love surrounds me ever by my side With your arms you hold me, trust and show me all I feel tonight All this time that I've been searching All this time that I've been hurting It heals, when I'm in your arms each night Running

I dreamed I saw St. Augustine alive as you our me Tearing through these quarters in the utmost misery With a blanket underneath his arm and a coat of solid gold Searching for the very souls who already have been sold "Arise, arise", he cried so loud in a

All of my life. All of my life All of my life, I've been searching For the words to say how I feel. I'd spend my time thinking too much And leave too little to say what I mean I've tried to understand the best I can All of my life, I've been saying sorry

I made more waves than the ocean What nobody knows, nobody knows I’m just a ghost that’s starting to show I’ve been on the wrong side searching for love If I could live forever Could I be wrong about everything? Days feeling hollow Against my will they

Oh my god I'm missing you My heart is breaking slowly I've been searching out the window In my world of pallid blue And I keep checking my shadow In an empty room My heart will keep on searching I heard your name sail on the breeze I turned my head to

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

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