Cyndi LauperSearching

Feel like I'm crawling on my belly Longing and glad... Excited at prospects, Humbled and mad Needy as a baby... I just need a helpin' hand... Hold me like a cradle With a touch you might understand... I'm searchin'... I'm searchin'... There I go jumping out of my skin. Wound a little right. Have to throw these covers down To get some sleep tonight. Tuck my heart in your pocket. My dreams are insecure. I could drink you to the marrow And still cry out for more 'Cause I'm searching... I'm searching... And sometimes I feel like I'm just flying blind... And I can't help myself... And I can't stop myself... © 2017