John Waite - More

Fell out of the sky sometime in 1952
Through the radiance
Looking for my shoes
Daddy left and momma cried
Had a passport for the blues
I didn't share their hometown point of view
Cause I need more
I need more
Just give me one good reason
What I'm living for
In this uncertain world of circumstance
With one foot in the door
At the house of truth
That's burnt down to the floor I want more
Yeah
I need more
In my days
Tripping down the turnpike somewhere
Out there near the shore
Looking for some words to live by
In the uncertain moments in the loam
You can almost hear it shine
Is that voice I'm hearing divine
Cause I hear more
I hear more
Just give me one good reason
What I筸 living for