"Moving in and out of the shadows
It's no easier mission
Holding onto how I picture you

Showing only bits and pieces
'Till the tide betrays you and your empty allocution

Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace of humility
Searching your eyes for the saint is an act of futility
Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace of it
Searching your eyes for humility
Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace
I'm still searching, searching...