Searching for love in a holy book
Searching for love by a babbling brook
Searching for love on the mountain top
Searching for love at a mystic's shop
Searching for love in a quiet place
Searching for love in a temple's grace
Searching for love 'til I'm weak and I'm worn
But all this time could it possibly be
That while I've been walking my feet to the bone
Love itself has been searching for me
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