I know an old man, he said he wanted to go to the Holy Lands
and I think I can understand
‘cause my feet keep movin’ when my heart just can’t
he said, “if I could only see the hill where my Savior died for me”
I said, take a look around, man, they got Him nailed to a building right downtown,
I’m diggin’ up the backyard, hopin’ for a piece of the puzzle or at least a shard
and I’m learnin’ just how hard it is to find you…
find you, under a stone, lost in the middle, living alone
I will find you before I get back home
find you, under a tree, and you’re looking right back down at me,
I’ll push until I bleed until I find you…
I know a young girl, she only wanted all the good things in this world
sellin’ french fries after school to pay the prom ticket and the limo, too
so we’re livin’ in a new age,
‘cause we traded in slavery for minimum wage,
I will not deny my rage until I
find you.. CHORUS…
now how could I be free until I find you?
I know a young boy, his heart got shattered like a fragile toy
it was tossed against a wall
and when it doesn’t hurt, he feels nothing at all
it’s the chorus to an old song,
and I’m hummin’ the tune, but the the words are gone,
wondrin’ just how long until I
find you.. CHORUS…
now everywhere I turn I seem to
find you.. CHORUS…
now everywhere I turn I see you..
and I know an old man, he always wanted to go to the Holy Lands
and I think I can understand,
‘cause my feet keep movin’ when my heart just can’t…
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