It feels like I'm always searching
For something I'll never find
Like I'm just wasting my time
Just falling another step behind
And I feels like I'm always looking
For something I just can't see
I wonder what can it be?
What is it that's right in front me
I've been so very close
And I've been so far away
To finding what I want most
To finally finding my way
When suddenly I realized
What I was meant to find
That I wasn't wasting time
And I wasn't losing my mind
Because all along one thing was true
My search was already over
The day that I found you
Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 5:36 AM UTC
It feels like I'm always searching
For something I'll never find
Like I'm just wasting my time
Just falling another step behind
And I feels like I'm always looking
For something I just can't see
I wonder what can it be?
What is it that's right in front me
I've been so very close
And I've been so far away
To finding what I want most
To finally finding my way
When suddenly I realized
What I was meant to find
That I wasn't wasting time
And I wasn't losing my mind
Because all along one thing was true
My search was already over
The day that I found you
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