You're yearning, wearing thin Searching for something I know what you're hiding but they can't see what you've got What you've got, baby, what you've got, baby Quit crying and stop trying to be someone you're not What you're not baby, what you're not

Everybody's searching for somethin' But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin' Ain't nobody hoping and praying 'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that Life goes black when those lights

I can see the pain It's written all over your face Blessed visionary cut me with your sun The rivers ran in blood Spark fueled to fire Deep withing the endless void Searching for a sign The vessel forged inside me Watches over like the death

You got me in the middle of the dance floor, just searching for you girl I ask my myself where you created in this world, by the beauty in you girl You got me so high and confused I don't know what to do New York City All in Los Angeles California From

How do we get back to love? Baby, back to love Tired of all these wars, dwelling in the past Searching for the honesty in all that jazz What are we here for, what are we doing? Last time I checked, thought it was screwin' Girl, and when I think of me and

Singing la lalalalala la la And the night over London lay At night they would go walking 'till the breaking of the day The morning is for sleeping Through the dark streets, they go searching, to see God in their own way Save the nighttime for your

Searching, for something more Searching, for something right Searching, for a sense of clarity Searching, for a place to die! It's days like this I wish that I, wish that I had stayed asleep It's times like these that make it so difficult to be No light

Blank face in the windowpane Made clear in seconds of light Disappears and returns again Counting hours, searching the night Might be waiting for someone Might be there for us to see Might be in need of talking Might be staring directly at me Inside

For what's beyond the flames Blinding my senses (now I am searching) Choking my senses (now I am searching) Step back to see the vision Seduction of our minds The skin becomes illusion She pulls me down and I fall behind The weakness of flesh is to

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