Whatever happened to predictibility?
The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV.
How did I get delivered here?
Somebody tell me please!
This old world is just really confusing me
With clouds as mean as you've ever seen.
Ain't a bird that knows your tune.
Then a little voice inside of you whisper:
'Kid, don't sell your dreams so soon'!
Everywhere you look,
Everywhere you look
There's a heart.
A hand to hold on to.
Everywhere you look,
Everywhere (there's a face)
There's a face
Of somebody who needs you.
Whatever happened to the good old days?
Talking to fans for hours so it'd never go away
Now I'm feeling a little crazy
Trying to fit in with this scene
'Cause how do you know where you're going
If you really don't know where you've been
Everybody eventually says
That they're as lost as you
So everybody shout it together:
'Hey, don't sell your dreams so soon!'
Everywhere you look,
Everywhere you look
There's a heart.
A hand to hold on to.
Everywhere you look,
Everywhere (there's a face)
There's a face
Of somebody who needs you.
Everywhere you look,
Everywhere you look
There's a heart.
A hand to hold on to.
Eveywhere you look, yeah
When you're lost out there and you're all alone,
A light is waiting to carry you home.
Everywhere you look.
Instrumental...
Everywhere you look,
Everywhere you look
There's a heart.
A hand to hold on to.
Everywhere you look,
Everywhere (there's a face)
There's a face
Of somebody who needs you.
Eveywhere you look, yeah
When you're lost out there and you're all alone,
A light is waiting to carry you home.
Everywhere you look.
