Soul Searching Soul searching the path Searching to where it asks Working its way to Mary And swerving to find Italy How can it be? How can it be? Why not choose me? Waiting but not working My way to the locality Where can it be? Where can it be? The place where my heart should be He said never go back to east Just go forward to west Where am I? Where am I? I’m not planning to die. I just stand staring at faces Watching passersby walking in fast paces Why not go round and round? Until I can’t be found Am I just running? Or is it escaping?