The search for you found me.

I'm searching with my eyes covered

And still be acting surprised I haven't found nothing

Feeling out life with a pair gloves on

Mad she ain't making me feel like my favourite love song

Not patient enough to wait in rooms and have to nerve to leave then turn and ask wheres the love gone?

I know I be a walking contradiction always talking of a war but be aborting every mission

If I skip cupid will love be my final destination?

Let's play this scene out indulge my imagination

Is this a search for a prize or search for a clue?

Am I searching for myself thinking I'm searching for you?