Searching کے بول

Feel like I'm crawling on my belly Longing and glad ... Excited at prospects, Humbled and mad Needy as a baby ... I just need a helpin' hand ... Hold me like a cradle With a touch you might understand ... I'm searchin' ... I'm searchin' ... There I go jumping out of my skin. Wound a little right. Have to throw these covers down To get some sleep tonight. Tuck my heart in your pocket. My dreams are insecure. I could drink you to the marrow And still cry out for more 'Cause I'm searching ... I'm searching ... And sometimes I feel like I'm just flying blind ... And I can't help myself ... And I can't stop myself ...