I've searched for you in the eyes of another. I've placed others in my arms in Hope's to hold you. I've searched for you in the bottom of a bottle. In the rythm of a beat. Driving thru this town in my passenger seat. I've searched for you with my hand held up looking for the L to only turn left so many times when right is the way I wanted to go. I've lost my direction. Ive gone many places. And in them all I've searched for you. In my young age love was closeness and friendship. That's what I had with you. As I get older love is benefit and gain. I've searched for you in friends and benefits. In gain and pain. I've searched for you though I know you by name.
Don't let the essence of it all fool you. The people are the same, the feelings still linger, but the truth of the matter is; you have to learn from the pain not continue to live in it.
My past presents itself or rather I present it so noone can hold it against me, and yet in the end I'm still on trial for things I'm guilty of and have already done my time for.