Looking high, looking low
Looking down deep below
So long I spent looking for you
Now I look for something new
Paradise my eyes had searched to find
Find I did, of the greatest kind
Now I look through Eden's wake
Knowing what I have at stake
But harder to find than you were to me
Is anything wrong with this lovely dream
Signs all around, they scream at me so
But where did the objects of their warning go?
So toxic you've come to think you are
But with every day it's more bizzare
Perhaps I've gotten lost in those seas of blue
Windows to the soul, it can't be true
This place looks nothing like you said
Only joy and hope, nothing to dread
But if this is your idea of my pain and misery
Then by all means, be the death of me