Listening

How do I find? There's something outside I'm listening Through the wall Maybe I'll find Something that's right I'm listening Through the wall If I go home Pockets full of something, I don't know If I go home Maybe you're right Everybody's tired Not listening Looking toward the sky For something bonafide I'm listening For it all But how you could Baby, I was somewhere far If I go, could you write me? But you're gone That's right Everyone looks different at night You're gone It's true Making sure you don't know what to do It's something you can't explain Something just has to go away I don't know