Tell me, how can it be fair that Some people find what others don't?
Spent a lifetime searching for it For some, it's right under their nose
* And they say That you'll never find it if you're looking for it
And that maybe I'm just better off if I'm alone
** If it's once in a lifetime Was that the last time I feel something?
I hope it's not If everyone's finding the real thing
Then where the hell is mine? I'm trying to be an optimist But it's hard sometimes
Still believe you're Heaven-sent, but Don't know if there's a God at all
I should probably get a grip Maybe your God ain't comfortable
Ignoring all my messages Keep declining all my phone calls
Babe, if you just needed space, well I'd give you all the stars above
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Will it find, will it find, will it find me? Will it find, will it find, will it find me? (Will it find)
Will it find, will it find, will it find me? (Oh) Will it find, will it find, will it find me
I'm trying to be an optimist