Looking for Truth

Loneliness lies beneath my bed
While your cold disasters in the road ahead
The front dash board I find my guide
Little money and none to hide
I'm looking for folks who care
Looking for truth out there

But these heartbreaks keep finding my home
These shadows still leave me cold

I find the flight that leads me there
Run the road with the cheapest fare
This aching cry from deep within
Finds itself alone again

But these heartbreaks keep finding my home
These shadows still leave me cold

These walls are too thin to climb
These walls are too thick to find
That hole where your light sees through
To a soul in search for you

© 1996 Luna Lacey

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