I feel lost when you stand too close to me And I swear, you care too much for me I feel lost on what I'm supposed to be So I ran. Where am I supposed to be? Will I be found? Will I be found? I'll be found when there's nothing left to see And my friends hate too much of me So I'll cave in. Let the waves break down on me I'll be found where I'm supposed to be I'll be found I'll be found And my death rattle will be this song To the swans I call my best friends just floating along: This is nothing And if we'd never speak again I wonder what I would say Cause I've been stuck in a corner just wasting away: I mean nothing Will I be found? Will I be found? Will I be found?