Book of Soul Whispers

Somewhere Out There

I be lookin' for love

Everywhere I go

In the friends I have

And in the new ones I make

I look for a man who can hold me

You see I was hurt

I was hurt so bad that I depend

On the primal embrace of men

Even though I know all men do

Is take, take, take.

I was told as a bedtime story

That love is essential.

If you don't have it

You turn into a conch shell.

A tool others have to use to make noise.

I don't want to be a tool

I just crave something that.

Everyone talks about.

Its unfair

Cause I know my true love is out there.

I be lookin' for love.

In all the wrong places.

In all the big open spaces.

'Cause there has to be someone that will

Right?