I've looked everywhere from eagles nests on high mountain tops to wooded brush of valley floor. But still I must go on searching for you.
I've wandered everywhere among the milling crowd, between tall buildings and ancient ruins. Yet I must still go on searching for you.
At night I've looked to the stars, wondering if you were looking too, hoping one would guide me to you, while I continue on searching for you.
Once I thought I had found you, but it was not you I found, only someone that I thought was you. And so I continue on searching for you.
There is one place I know I can find you. Deep within my heart. Someday we'll be together. Until then I'll just go on searching for you.
Copyright December 16, 1997
Paul Allen Rice