The Seeker - Edit

I've looked under chairs
 I've looked under tables
 I've tried to find the key
 To 50 million fables
 They call me The Seeker
 I've been searching low and high
 I won't get to get what I'm after
 'Til the day I die
 I asked Bobby Dylan
 I asked The Beatles
 I asked Timothy Leary
 But he couldn't help me either
 They call me The Seeker
 I've been searching low and high
 I won't get to get what I'm after
 'Til the day I die
 People tend to hate me
 'Cause I never smile
 As I ransack their homes
 They want to shake my hand
 Focusing on nowhere
 Investigating miles
 I'm a seeker
 I'm a really desperate man
 I won't get to get what I'm after
 'Til the day I die
 I learned how to raise my voice in anger
 Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?
 I'm happy when life's good
 And when it's bad, I cry
 I've got values, but I don't know how or why
 I'm looking for me
 You're looking for you
 We're looking in at each other
 And we don't know what to do
 They call me The Seeker
 I've been searching low and high
 I won't get to get what I'm after
 'Til the day I die