Where are you?

Where are you?
Now that I’m looking for you
Where are you?
Anesthetic for my restless thoughts
Without you
I feel the need to love and be loved
Make me insensitive
Unaware, happily stoned

I wonder where you are now that I want you
I wonder where you are now that I need you

When the heart
Doesn’t send and receive enough love
The brain will start
Asking questions and looking for answers
But answers won’t come
All the answers lie in you
I won’t give up
I will keep looking for you


Questions without answers for wonderers in search of someone, something, or, most of the times, without even being aware of it, themselves.


Fabio Scagliola,