SEARCHING

I wake up in tomorrow
I'm not stuck in yesterday
I don't need to live this way
But I like it

Sun is rising in the sky
Busy people passing by
They see me but I see I
For that I'm grateful

And we all find our own way
Find our own way
Find our own way
Until the fat lady sings...

...I think she's comin

I give me poison
When I know I need to drink
It's much harder than you think
For me to sing this

Of all the things that come and go
I can always find some more
I can't seem to find the time to be peaceful

But if I die while am sleepin
I know I'll still be I
Though I don't know exactly why
But I'm searching