something else

Just last night
down on State Street
Watching street lights
Coming on around me
Thinkin about all my days gone by

Looked up to see
An old friend standing
Right next to me
Offered his hand and
Asked me, "what is it you're lookin for?'
Not lookin for things that I can find --
'least nothin special comes to mind..
Not sure exactly what you mean.
Son, you're looking for something, I can tell
No sir, not looking for something,
But I'm looking
Looking for something else
Traveled down south
and then went west
Trying to find out
what suits me best
To satisfy this wandering soul

Eastern seashores
northern woods
Wherever I go
never does any good
Always something I don't know
Not lookin for things that I can find --
'least nothin special comes to mind..
Not sure exactly what you mean.
Son, you're looking for something, I can tell
No sir, not looking for something,
But I'm looking
Looking for something else

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