I've looked under chairs. I've looked under tables. I've tried to find the key. To fifty million fables. They call me The Seeker. I've been searching low and high. I won't get to get what I'm after. Till the day I die. I asked Bobby Dylan. I asked The Beatles. I asked Timothy Leary. But he couldn't help me either. They call me The Seeker. I've been searching low and high. I won't get to get what I'm after. Till the day I die. People tend to hate me. 'Cause I never smile. As I ransack their homes. They wanna shake my hand. Focusing on nowhere. Investigating miles. I'm a seeker. I'm a really desperate man. I won't get to get what I'm after. Till the day I die. I learned how to raise my voice in anger. Yeah but look at my face ain't this a smile?. I'm happy when life's good and when it's bad I cry. I've got values but I don't know how or why. I'm looking for me. You're looking for you. We're looking in at each other. And we don't know what to do. They call me The Seeker. I've been searching low and high. I won't get to get what I'm after. Till the day I die. I won't get to get what I'm after. Till the day I die. I won't get to get what I'm after. Till the day I die