I look for you among the meandering crowd
Among the nameless, faceless, directionless flood
Yet you are not there, then again why would you be?
A precious flower would not dwell with weeds

But here I am within that same crowd
Dare to dream that I'm worthy of your love
Wondering how I could escape this hold
This mindset of mediocre goals

So I look for you on some lonely path
Knowing that they're yours to...