Lyrics:
every single thing I see
Looking for love
But love ain't looking for me
Surrounded by millions of people
That I hope I never have to meet
Searching
down on Bleecker Street
I went in to see her as a kind of joke
And she lit a candle for my love luck
And eighteen bucks went up in smoke
Sharon, I
on Bleecker Street
I went in to see her as a kind of joke
And she lit a candle for my love luck
And eighteen bucks went up in smoke
Sharon, I left my man
mountain you've been climbing
Is just a grain of sand
And what you've been out there searching for forever
Is in your hands
And when you figure out love
mountain you've been climbing
Is just a grain of sand
And what you've been out there searching for forever
Is in your hands
And when you figure out love
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
Like a butterfly in springtime
Searching every field for loving's sweetest rose
The embrace of many strangers
Still could not release her from
It feels like everywhere I go
I'm searching for something inside my soul
If I never find what I'm searching for
Would you still love me or let me go
So come and lie here by my side
'cause your love it hurts so good
Every time, every time
Maybe I'm a fool for loving you
Maybe I'm a fool
Maybe I'm
Searching for fortune and fame
The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for
find what you've been searching for
Oh here I am, come to me, take my hand because I believe
I can give you all the love you need and more
Oh here I
Now I and I say greetings in the name of The Mighty King
And I & I say played by the King love is all I bring
And I & I say Africa is I & I
Unmentionable by name
Searching for my double, looking for
Complete evaporation to the core
Though I tried and failed at finding any door
I must have thought
love that you're without
I can help you find what you've been searching for
Here I am, come to me, take my hand 'cause I believe
I can give you all
Sunrise, sundown
The street's gone golden brown
Auburn skies above
I'm searching for my love
I'm searching for my love
There goes my miracle
for my hand
Searching for your hand
Searching for mine
And I will always love you
And I will always, oh, love you
And I will always, I will
All my life, I've been searching for something
Something never comes, never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer
(George Jones)
« © '63 Glad Music »
Well here I stand on this high ground
Looking out over this great big town
Searching for love that didn't
Picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of heaven for just you and I
When we're alone
All this time I've wandered around searching for the things I'll never know
I've been searching for this answer that only will be found in your love
quite sure
Your soul is ill but you will not find a cure yeah
Your world was made for you by someone above
But you chose evil ways instead of love
quite sure
Your soul is ill but you will not find a cure yeah
Your world was made for you by someone above
But you chose evil ways instead of love
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
My heart weeps constantly
Searching for a love to come and set it free
And for the glory of my life
You were God's sweet little
of heart
It'll change those who said they had love for you into strangers
When your fame starts, it's a chain reaction
Locomotion like when a train
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