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