Lyrics:
I looked under chairsI looked under tablesI'm tryin to find the keyTo fifty million fablesThey call me the seekerI been searchin low and highI wont get to get what I'm afterTill the day I dieI asked bobby dylanI asked the beatlesI asked timothy learyBut he couldn't help me eitherThey call me the seekerI been searchin low and highI wont get to get what I'm afterTill the day I diePeople tend to hate meCuz I never smileAs I ransack their homesThey wanna shake my handFocusing on nowhereInvestigating milesI'm a seeker I'm a really desperate manI wont get to get what I'm afterTill the day I dieI learned to raise my voice in angerYeah but look at my face ain't this a smileI'm happy when life's good and when its bad I cryI got values but I don't know how or whyI'm lookin for meYou're lookin for youWere lookin at each other and we don't know what to doThey call me the seekerI been searchin low and highI wont get to get what I'm afterTill the day I die