I'm Trying To Find It

There's a road that goes to an old friends house

Where we grew up, where we hung out

I've Been on this highway for three hours now

And I'm trying to find it

And I remember an old pinball arcade

Where Where I lived out all my yesterdays

And I'm sure it's torn down and gone away

But I'm trying to find it

And there's a feeling that I left behind

I felt it once running down my spine

The fear of God the joy of life

And I'm trying to find it

There's a spot on earth a man can go

To find himself and free his soul

A place somewhere between hell and heaven

Where no one hurts and all's forgiven

A door that leads to light and grace

But the keys are in the darkest place

Though it feels like I've been there before

Though I don't know what I'm looking for

And I'm trying to find it

There's an attic in my old mans house

Full of history I need to know about

Of a life I've lived too long without

And I'm trying to find it

And I know you're up there in your room

And I want so bad to heal the wound

But I've hurt you in so many ways

And I don't know why you choose to stay

And I know it's me that let it die

And there's a fire that's gone when I look in your eyes

An innocence that you once had

A piece of you I miss so bad

And I'm trying to find it

Well It's three AM and I'm on my knees

She cries and her eyes looked down on me

As I searched for the book

She loves to hear her daddy read

And I'm trying to find it

There's a road that goes to an old friends house

Where we grew up where we hung out

I've been on this highway for three hours now