I’m looking for love

In all the wrong places

 

I look under rocks

And between sheets

 

I look far beyond states

And travel to different cities

 

I look in the papers and magazines

I look on the television and

Pay attention to the ra-dio

 

I look at the park

And in elevators

 

I look below me and in front

I look on the street

And in taxi cabs too

I look on airplanes, trains, and buses

 

I look with fever

Hands held out

I look with money pocketed

And lust trapped in heart

 

I look with eyes

Never set upon

And look with a tongue

That never tasted love

 

I’m looking for love

In all the wrong places

Or maybe I’m just in the wrong place

Looking for Love

 

 

 

 

 

© 1998 David Greg Harth

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