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