I've been crossed streets,I've been crossed countries,
I've been crossed seas,Jusrt for a search...
A search for the confidence, a search of a sense in me.
After couple of years passed, I'm still here, here's a wondering.
Wondering of what's the sense,
what's the confidence,
Then I come back to where the motive has begun, the search itself.
Finaly I understand, when I stand at where a search is not the search anymore...