The Seeker Testo

Oh yeahI looked under chairs, I looked under tablesI tried to find the key, to fifteen million fablesThey call me the seeker, I've been searching low and highI won't get to get what I'm after till the day I dieWell I asked Bobby Dylan, I asked the BeatlesI asked Timothy Leary, but he couldn't help me eitherThey call me the seeker, I've been searching low and highI won't get to get what I'm after till the day I diePeople tend to hate me, coz I never smileWhen I ransack their homes, they want to shake my handI'm Focusing on nowhere, I'm investigating milesI'm a seeker, I'm a really desperate man, yeahI won't get to get what I'm after till the day I dieI learnt how to raise my voice in angerHey but look at my face, ain't this a smileWell I'm happy when it's good, and when it's bad I cryI've got values, but I don't know how or why.Looking for me, you're looking for youWe're looking at each other, but we don't know what to doThey call me the seeker, I've been searching low and highI won't get to get what I'm after till the day I dieWon't they tell me, till the day I die