On Golden Pond
From the time
I was a little child I began
To discover my feelings
And then forgot the way
Then I lost who was someone
I held so close to me
I am now searching
For what I had before
I can't find
What I'm looking for
If what I'm looking for
Is not meant to be mine
If I find
What I'm looking for
Will what I'm looking for
Be what I need it to be
And be the same
To keep me sane
Oh be the same
And it might be
My only hope
I need my pain to go away
Feelings that cost me
All that I am
Oh how do I see you
When will I know you
Oh when will you lead me
To find my way home
The more that I hunt you
The more that I run through
The more that these feelings
Will find who I am
For who I am
Is what I am
And doesn't matter
much to anyone
To which I call at all
Then in the moment I come to know
That you have gone nowhere
That I've spent my life hopelessly
Searching for it again
I have been looking
Wanting that feeling
That hasn't left.
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