paroles de chanson Searching - Mark Wilkinson

She's folding her arms and closing her palms and dragging her feet,
She knows where she's going but oh it's a future she'd rather not greet,

And deep in her eyes,
The truth of things lie,
She's searching for something that she cannot see,

And she will be searching forever,
There will always be something to find,
And does she dare hold her dreams for too long,
Till all of the present is gone,
Forgetting to see what is right at her feet,

There's sweat on his palms and setting alarms, he's out on his feet,
He knows where he's going but oh it's a future he'd rather not greet,

And deep in his eyes,
The truth of things lie,
He's searching for something that she cannot see,

And he will be searching forever,
There will always be something to find,
And does he dare hold his dreams for too long,
Till all of the present is gone,
Forgetting to see what is right at his feet,

And deep in their eyes,
The truth of things lie,
They're searching for something that they cannot see,

And they will be searching forever,
There will always be something to find,
And do we dare hold our dreams for too long,
Till all of the present is gone,
Forgetting to see what is right at our feet.