Tell me, how can it be fair that
Some people find what others don't?
Spent a lifetime searching for it
For some, it's right under their nose

And they say
That you'll never find it if you're looking for it
And that maybe
I'm just better off if I'm alone

If it's once in a lifetime
Was that the last time I feel something?
I hope it's not
If everyone's finding the real thing
Then where the hell is mine?
I'm trying to be an optimist
But it's hard sometimes

Still believe you're Heaven-sent, but
Don't know if there's a God at all
I should probably get a grip
Maybe your God ain't comfortable
Ignoring all my messages
Keep declining all my phone calls
Babe, if you just needed space, well
I'd give you all the stars above

And they say
That you'll never find it if you're looking for it

If it's once in a lifetime
Was that the last time I feel something?
I hope it's not
If everyone's finding the real thing
Then where the hell is mine?
I'm trying to be an optimist

Will it find, will it find, will it find me?
Will it find, will it find, will it find me? (Will it find)
Will it find, will it find, will it find me? (Oh)
Will it find, will it find, will it find me? (Will it find me?)

I'm trying to be an optimist