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.

It is in the blink of an eye that everything can change
How it can it all seem so familair and yet feel so strange.

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.

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.