You're looking for magic As if it would hide The grass is always greener On the other side You're drawing a map To search it wide But this starring at nothing Will soon make you blind So when will you be satisfied If the road has no end When will you understand That sometimes you tend To wish for the wildest The wildest of thoughts When looking for something You can't even describe Your heart will be blocked And your mind will be tied So what are you looking for Can it be found Everything's a blur When you're spinning around too fast So when will you be satisfied If the road has no end When will you understand That sometimes you tend To wish for the wildest The wildest of thoughts The wildest of thoughts The wildest of thoughts